(Kate) My locus of control is outside of me cos I never do anything that’s really really mean but when they world’s exposed it’s a raging victory of external simulations, of raging enemies. 

(Bunny) Have you ever found yourself? Blame it on your enemies. The heat from my lungs that escapes when I breathe. 

It’s not my fault. They all laughed at you and how can you say I cheated?

Chorus: Oh baby. I’m human. Hell I make bad decisions. Day by day I’m driven. I got no inner vision. Oh honey. I’m killin’. Gunslinger, death for dinner. Every night lonely, driven. You are my only vision. 

(Kate) You’re sentimental in an obvious way. My only sentiment is how to get laid. Loosen up, Lucifer, here’s the key: I’ll be really good if you’re talking to me.

(Bunny) Anis Nin, step away from the knife. She’ll shoot your husband and she’ll eat your wife.

(Kate) Cos I got a dollar and a head full of stars, a perspective biopic, in this guitar.

Chorus: Oh baby. I’m human. Hell I make bad decisions. Day by day I’m driven. I got no inner vision. Oh honey. I’m killin’. Gunslinger, death for dinner. Every night lonely, driven. You are my only vision. 


Locus of Control

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