300 crimes, only admit to one
They've been charging me slowly
Police they don't know me
My kids are on the run
Objection your honor, relevance? sustained
I've never worn cologne before
I do not know MS Paint
My kids are on the run
Bazillion megahearts, her space is running low
Storing all the memories of you and me from the get go
My kids are on the run
I'm floating the world wide web
I'm Sparrow she's my boat
I LOVE THE INTERNET
Electrosmog's my alcohol
My kids are on the run
Computer Love
National Intelligence banging on the door,
Should destroy the evidence my love is growing more
I can't leave my ladyboard we've never been apart
Will I ever see her again?
No visiting hours
It breaks my heart
