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 f**in' 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