Where is my fortune?
It`s in my forced reaction
Doesn`t one hand help me read now?
Doesn`t one hand help the other one?
Put down the wild
Cooking like the face of banality
I`ve got it in my brain now
I`ve got it in my center
What are you talking about?
You started loud
So am I
Is it my woman?
Is it my head?
I hide up wing my motor
And hide up wing my hot goal
