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Another Thing Coming

I got a lot of shit on the mind of my mouth tonight,
like: "I run from love to see if it catches up tight,
but don’t you think I won’t stop time.
Ain’t no more beauty gonna just pass me by."

Shadowboxed a bird wing beat’s strategy
down a lighted Church Street.
I got my safety on alright.
Still don’t you tease my trigger tonight.
I’ll play Russian Roulette with the TV god.

I got all the love, but I don’t got the time.
I don’t kiss like anything you’d like,
but you know you’ve got another thing coming tonight.

I can’t stay on my feet for you when you look like this.
It was in D.C. I was obsessed 
with the stained glass cut of your attitude.
A moment of clarity’s on the phone for you,
and I’m still hanging on for what’s not there.

I don’t kiss like anything that would thrill you,
but this poetry could kill you.
I don’t kiss like anything you’d like,
but you know you’ve got another thing coming tonight.

I wanted to be a Bruce Springsteen,
bum a twenty off myself to refuel my dream.
But now I’m my own idea,
gone and whole but not without a history.
I wish I could finish everything I started.

I don’t kiss like anything that would thrill you,
but this poetry could kill you.
I don’t kiss like anything you’d like,
but you know you’ve got another thing coming tonight.

But my acquired taste,
my landslide of haste--
what if I said you’re the most beautiful face
to ever come out of this place?

Never meant to complicate it.
I’m a hero not sure how to fake it.
Just admit I let you down in Georgetown
'cause there was too much shit on the mind of my mouth,
and I should’ve let you wash it out.

I don’t kiss like anything that would thrill you,
but this poetry could kill you.
I don’t kiss like anything you’d like,
but you know you’ve got another thing coming tonight.



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