Send in eyes
Thought's of crashing, all those pictures
Send in thoughts of John the God

Send in dreams
Lovers on corners, clean my sheets
Your only chance is break the state

We are clean
Don't ask, I'm an agent

Send in change
Secretaries, nothing more
You can be replaced you know

Send in chance
Bad conditions, talk of leaving
Talk of walking out on me

Send in you
Send in pain, send in lies

To be continued...