Model Prisoner (itar demo)

I'm going to do the first verse again, right from here

I used to be a model prisoner
Now I don't hide my weight
I used to be most improved
Now I'm overrated
Oh I love the smoke of virtue
Hanging round the gate
I'm a problem
This is my gift

When you're breathless
To call the races
When billions are the tears
And obliging are the graces
When you don't know if you're horny
Or in the Hitler youth
The changes make you lonely
As though you lost your only friend

You used to be an animal
Now you're a forgetting machine
Adding and subtracting
Trying to stay supreme
If you want to be good so bad
Why don't you tell me what it means
At least enjoy the problem
In your dreams

I used to be a model prisoner
Now I don't hide my weight
I used to be most improved
Now I'm overrated
Oh I love the smoke of virtue
Hanging round the gate
I'm a problem
This is my gift

You used to be a model prisoner
You were number one
You used to be most improved
Now you're most undone
Don't you love the smoke of virtue
Where the rains come from
Mmm...



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Milstein
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