I’m not listening, the words are a rainbow They are combined The world that you live in, sounds better than mine You're chained to your life, like nobody should It’s like pulling a knife Oh, Sweet Fast Talker Sweet Fast Talker
I’m not listening, your dead conversation Keeps peeling away Just ain’t believing, your animal pain Something about your voice, never will make true You really don’t have a choice Oh, Sweet Fast Talker Sweet Fast Talker
I’ve got no love for a sweet fast talker, pulling a blade on me I’ve got no room for a sweet fast talker In a disguise - no analysing me
I’m not listening, material impulse driving you on Changing your picture Yeah, you’re bloody well wrong. Looking for status You’re looking for me. Shake or attend us Sweet Fast Talker Sweet Fast Talker
I’ve got no love for a sweet fast talker, pulling a blade on me I’ve got no room for a sweet fast talker In a disguise - through analysing me I’ve got no love for a sweet fast talker, pulling a blade on me I’ve got no room for a sweet fast talker In a disguise - through analysing me
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