God's Gift to Parkour - Ten White Horses Come In Through My Window

Looking For Clues

Got nothing to lose, only a joker
Scrape your filthy shoes on the counter
Of the kitchen where
Your mom made you that food, wasn't it delicious
Just like your attitude
Aren't you so vicious, like that Pistols kid who said:

"I don't read anybody's news
'Cause I don't expect to see the truth"

Got nothing to do, isn't it relaxing
Got some space to use
Doesn't it feel taxing when the facts come in
To share their point of view?

"I don't read anybody's news
'Cause I don't expect to see the truth
I'm just looking for clues"

Looking for clues
Looking for clues
Looking for clues, yeah

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Writer(s): Keith Stratton
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