To the Powers That May Be

Counting the heads with the head count
Flip through the streets with the head mount
Flip of the coin like the change in the weather when history written by blood hounds
Ignorance can't be a leeway
Trapped in a cage by the freeway
Stuck on a plate going two ways ou wait I want two cakes
What am I supposed to do
You've gave me no time to choose
You're setting me up to loose
I'm starting this race in boots
I could of have rocket shoes
I'm caught in the sand with you
But you've go so much to loose



Credits
Writer(s): Ike Kawaguchi
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