Separate the anxiety. Separate the anxiety. Separate the anxiety. You know it's mine. . Had love come back. Like it was before. House creaking. The hinges on the door.
This is only a test. One,two, whatcha gunna do. Three, four, five, twisting your arm and your eye. You will buy. Step right up, donate a memory. To the bank of love, that could loan you your day dreams.