I waltz into your mind Pull your strings and make you sing along to the song that I choose Make you flow to the rhythm and tune From my iPod, youβre still rocking that Zune Sway to the hurricane, the typhoon I launch in like a harpoon Lampoon you and spoon-feed you Soon to be freed by my lyrical seeds Watch them bloom and announce the doom of your premature tomb I will bring you back to life Open heart on the surgery table I will skillfully wield the knife Heal your tears and all your strife Relieve your fears, show you the light Where there was wrong I will make it right So do not put up any fight Just come along for the ride tonight
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