Michael Louis Wells: Music

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There's a fight on. Leave a light on. Just one more word. And perhaps you've heard. Tell ya later. Infiltrators have taken the last page of directory.
What you expect of me is coming to a head. Instead of finding a silver lining.You
want what you want now. One of these things is not like the others. Will you ever even try to uncover? Can it really be worth all the trouble to keep comin' back? Well, it's a mystery. See it on your TV. When you get your facts off the cul-de-sac. 'Cause it's habitual. Not individual. So, stop it while you can. Evading all attempts to fix you shrug and use some more jujitsu. Please don't pout.
I'm just all talked out. Don't get your mops up now. It comes back to you. Isolation's just my station. But you breed all the machinations. And one more
thing. You know, I'm not him. So, don't believe the hype. It's one detail. Like the Kelvin Scale. It only applies to certain guys. And ya got one. So, now,
if you're done - have another beer.