The jack of all trades
This is lust, and this is good
You've raised a prize fighter, a risk taker
They call me the million dollar species
Brought back there through their faces
Insincere smiles and baited laughter
Surrounding us like vultures waiting for that last leg to give
Your point is driven home with force
They want me to move mountains in a little red wagon
Squeeze blood from a stone
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
How can I thank you?
I cannot thank you enough for this
Smile for me?