I have returned with more queries for lyrical styling that I just do not quite get and Messrs et All, if you could assist, I would be most gracious!
Busta, if I am indeed to break my neck, then how will I support your career endeavours when I am naught but a paralysed at best, passed at worst, fan of you?
If your horse has no name, how do you call them? Is your sympathy for the devil merely a way to get favourable treatment in the afterlife?
If you would walk a thousand miles, Vanessa, then the furthest from New York is probably Missouri. Is the the person in question within such a radius? Hopefully they are not in LA!
How did you know you missed them before they maybe called you, Carly? Did you have a premonition? Does it only work for your lovelife or can you see other future events?
Peter, being a sledgehammer does have some drawbacks. How will you vacuum the house if you lack the requisite appendages for holding the machine? And what about eating lovely breakfasts? Are you sure you have thought this through?
Spies seem to always be coming from the water and hiding in corners according to Coldplay, but water is a liquid that fits to the shape of the container holding it, so where do these corners come from?
I hear songs and, I have thoughts and, I wonder all day, the confusion covers my eyes and accumulates in my brain and notepad. Please can the light of understanding land my way.