Won't come up clean, clean when the risk is judged
Cin't one to mix in when the safety's on
Rather run, run with the sin in than win, win with a gun
My rules are from my own bin, not I the only one...
What do you mean in your mind, that you can't see none?
There behind the disguise is the real undone
Take a lean with your eyes and relax judgment
Behind the red screen is the red dream; clean
New thought for a monday
I'm not going to work just now
Gonna walk, have a fun day
Look behind the bin now
I'll roam with no aim then
So tired of the mundane row
It's always the same thing
With no creative endings
What do you mean in your mind, that you can't see none?
There behind the disguise is the real undone
Take a lean with your eyes and relax judgment
Behind the red screen is the red dream; clean
Won't come up clean, clean when the risk is judged
Cin't one to mix in when the safety's on
Rather run, run with the sin in than win, win with a gun
My rules are from my own bin, not I the only one...
What do you mean in your mind, that you can't see none?
There behind the disguise is the real undone
Take a lean with your eyes and relax judgment
Behind the red screen is the red dream; clean