Over thinking over every thing, that's my recipe
It is pace that kills, so let it rest in piece
So many times you've been told 'Don't mess with him'
But now you're here staring at me in perplexity
Slow down for massive attack, on the mezzanine
Looks like it is only us who have stayed on
I'm thankful to your memory's tenacity
For retrieving questions you refrained from
'-Why are you all up in my grill?
The game you play så sjukt ont'
Look, I bet all-in and you don't fold
Then we can split the bill
What do you mean 'you never spoke so firmly'?
You precisely know, there is a tradeoff
Between enticement and betrayal
By the way, you're not going home,
Them friends all gone, the lights are off
Make sure you have your plaid on