If love was a crime,
then I’d be behind bars.
It’s a good thing they’ve hidden justice.
No back seats of black and white cars

You’re pushing too hard.

As we ride this carousel
the horses turn to lions.
The carriage turns to cars.
Grab your keys and lock the door from afar.

Deaf man in a city of sound.

Lyrics submitted by dylanturner

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