The Ruse
Lyrics
The Ruse
The sex appeal is a test of wills
Confused
I'm not obligated just underestimated
Abused
I'm not here to coddle I'm straight from the bottle
You Lose
My one occupation is singular compensation
My facial expression mimics the lesson
That space is ice cold. It's tough to grow old
I exist as a recluse I avoid the refuse
I shoot first. Put guns to good use
Any quadrant you need a solvent, It's all mine
Any target you need bombarded, it's nullified
Just the the money waiting, it's not a game
If any fragments are absent, you get the flame
The Ruse
The sex appeal is a test of wills
Confused
I'm not obligated just underestimated
Abused
I'm not here to coddle I'm straight from the bottle
You Lose
My one occupation is singular compensation
I got the T-19 Hyper-drive... too fast
Centillion core upgrade to do the math
Plasma fused rail-gun projectile blasts
And solar panel hot tub plates... I like a bath
My ship's a tracer... Hunter Pursuit class
She's quick, but will put a foot in your ass
I'm in pursuit, but it's not what you think
I'll empty the chamber & your pockets don't blink
The Ruse
The sex appeal is a test of wills
Confused
I'm not obligated just underestimated
Abused
I'm not here to coddle I'm straight from the bottle
You Lose
My one occupation is singular compensation
Writer(s): Kielen King
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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