Deep Range
Lyrics
This is the deep range, baby
Maybe deranged, strange for sure
Never give 'em every last nickel
Never give 'em every last dime
There's a path to choose
And a Place and Time
No more whining, it's time for yer meds
Your resolve, dried up like a bone
Treachery is child's play for those who lack a heart
Perfection is quite simple if you're flawless from the start
I'm tired of these flies and their compound eyes
That swarm my private skies
Invisible ink and filthy fables
No more whining
It's time for your meds
This is the deep range, baby
Deranged, maybe strange for sure
I'd never give 'em every last nickel
I wouldn't give 'em every last dime
There's a path to choose
And a Place and Time
No more whining, it's time for yer meds
It's time for yer meds now
No more whining, It's time for yer meds
No more whining, It's time for yer meds
No more whining, It's time for yer meds
No more whining, or I'll cut off yer head
Writer(s): Ehren Borg
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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