This newsprint realist claims he found a way
Did I say love?
Divine intervention my name is spoken
All effects are placed through you
Did I say love?
I am now your redeemer left
Allow me to reach deep down inside
Allow us to single out from two
I am now your outlook on life
You are so ripe for the picking
You are so ripe
I can't tell you where I am or where I have been
Did I say love?
Dialtone breathes and you cross your lungs
Grab the line and whisper through
Did I say love?
I am now your redeemer left
Allow me to reach deep down inside
Allow us to single out from two
I am now your outlook on life
You are so ripe for the picking
You are so ripe
You alright honey?
Smells like discontent
I can afford to degrade