Pilsen - Into It. Over It.

Hey man, what kinda scam are you running here?

Though I must have been crazy for two weeks

Plus two months off, I notice it’s a run-around

But no favors are fair, so…

Tell me what you know

Tell me what you stole and how you made it yours

It’s a frame to hold the sight of you

And turn it back around

Through a smile to disguise the truth

You’ll powder-coat it, then promote it

Hey man, what kinda scam are you running here?

Or am I justified to say

«Hey, wait up, it’s all mixed up, but the price is there»

See, no favors are fair, so…

Tell me what you know

Tell me what you stole

Sell me what you know

And how you made it yours

It’s a frame to hold the sight of you

And turn it back around

Through a smile to disguise the truth

Inside your house

I’m at your house