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Just want to tell you about my straight faced kinda place
Your faults drowned and retraced
the steps you have taken and the progress you're makin'
I don't wanna forsake it or fake it lordie,
prepare to be programmed
on into the jam with no elvis to take it
no one will forsake it. I won't make it
And all these cause and effects got us sheddin' regrets
and I will never deny you
I'll never slide another trick on by you
And if you must ponder a question and make no connection
Let me slow it down for you
I never ever want to ignore you
The rumors are getting stronger
The rumors are getting stronger
I wanna drink a toast to the humor
bad words clean throats
a cynical miracle produced by a lyrical intersection of some old conventions
cut it, paste it dropped it out on Lakes with
a not so difficult symbol that you can take home and blast from your system with some mad fuckin' riffs
If your mother reacts negatively to the track
If your mother reacts negatively to the track
Ask her to wonder and question her recollection
And does she even remember what she owned in her collection?
The rumors are getting stronger
The rumors are getting stronger
The rumors are getting stronger
The rumors are getting stronger