Wiredness Magnet Letra

Trust is a mighty fine thing to have A word, a deal, an arrangement of sorts Two fellow men of equal value With all the best intent and no closet bones Scrape, you don´t lie, but tell me your half-truth, scrape Cling to some idea of mutuality Perfect the moment and settle down Old reflections die young and fade Old ways-bad ways, bring the new republic Scrape, you don´t lie, but tell me your half-truth, scrape Can it be so hard Got something i can´t handle I wish i did, but i´m sorry I don´t want no excuses I trusted you to keep your word All i got is suffocation Old strain of my education But despite all of location I will make them suffer damnation Got something i can´t handle I wish i did, but i´m sorry I don´t want no excuses I trusted you to keep your word