Like this pile of trash inside my head
You can let it burn 2 ash and see what's left
I would hope for true love
Not a pair of handcuffs
I would hope for true love
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Weigh this broken drum and let it run
Lick the envelope and cut your tongue
I would hope for true love
Not a pair of handcuffs
I would hope for true love
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
You can k** us all
Yeah you can k** us all
It's the mind, it's the mind of billions of us
You can k** us all
Yeah you can k** us all
It's the mind, it's the mind of billions of us