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My vision is distorted by my sleazy mind
Too picturesque an image to control this time
My intimate discriminating fears you test
By ignorance that [bad word] feels it knows me best

You have the power
But you keep it all to yourself
Your lust is [bad word] us

The intricate sincerity is choking me
It's scrambling and crawling all around my feet
In words that jump from line to line and cover me
My credible intelligence evading me

You have the power
But you keep it all to yourself
Your lust is [bad word] us

So now you're telling me it's so [bad word] easy
Try to see yourself as Carmen Queasy
Cos money-making is a wonderful thing
Money-making is a wonderful thing
But I don't wanna be a marketed baby
Try to see yourself as Carmen Queasy
Cos money-making is a wonderful thing
Money-making is a wonderful thing

Carmen Queasy, I don't wanna be
Don't wanna be
Don't wanna be
Don't wanna be
Don't wanna be

I'm flinging our some riddims in a cultural scare
Suffocating, still [bad word]  like we care
Dissecting all who analyse an empty heart
Just spitting out some old wet dreams and calling it art

You have the vision
But you keep it all to yourself
Your lust is [bad word] us

So now you're telling me it's so [bad word] easy
Try to see yourself as Carmen Queasy
Cos money-making is a wonderful thing
Money-making is a wonderful thing
But I don't wanna be a marketed baby
Try to see yourself as Carmen Queasy Carmen Queasy
Cos money-making is a wonderfu