歌词
I wrote LITPM on my hand with your ink pen
You asked me what it is I find out with an ellipsis
I was humming I've been set free
Swerving through security like a ceramic donkey
In an inner rant
Wearing filthy once white terrace pants with
A broken floor tom it's such a luxury
They might bust my lady but they'll never get me
They might bust my lady but they'll never get me
What are we good for if we can't make it
What are we good for if we can't
If we can't make it make it
What are we good for if we can't make it
What are we good for if we can't
If we can't make it make it
Make it make it
Make it make it
Make it make it
Make it make it
You can't control the system can't control my mind
You can't control me you can't control me
You can't control me
What are we good for if we can't make it
What are we good for
If we can't make it make it
What are we good for if we can't make it
What are we good for
If we can't make it make it
Make it make it
Make it make it
Make it make it
Make it make it