Defector

One Percent PanicIntoxicated and I fall down on my back
Low on gasoline
Investigated cause I thieve for what I lack
Though I can’t complain

Incarcerated, so what else can I muster
I can’t believe that I’m the only one that’s here

We get what we want
We want what we get

In desperation I fall and tear my world asunder
I can’t believe that I’m the only one that cares

We get what we want
We want what we get

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