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Common Rotation - Answering Machine lyrics
Well let's stop pretending This is not a nerve ending We've touched on before Like a delicate dancefloor When what was once exciting Has now gone out the window Kicking and biting Like a decrepit dog of war That has wits about him Too determined to implore Too deluded to ask for That hand that let him out the front door This side of the phone line It's a reflex to rewind When the context is a confine No matter what you say You're an answering machine This side of the phone line It's a reflex to rewind When the context is a confine No matter what you say You're an answering machine Well now you're in trouble You believe you're seeing double Those nightstand eyes and pillow fury I hate to burst your bubble But this humiliation it's cracked your [?skin name?] Timing frustration with a face-full of strain While squinting at the poetry And all the words in the night Keeping the light off The mirror where the pages lie This side of the phone line It's a reflex to rewind When the context is a confine No matter what you say You're an answering machine This side of the phone line It's a reflex to rewind When the context is a confine No matter what you say You're an answering machine Let's stop flashing this madness To accompany the thunder Hey the hissing sound of sadness But remember I have your number This side of the phone line It's a reflex to rewind When the context is a confine No matter what you say You're an answering machine This side of the phone line It's a reflex to rewind When the context is a confine No matter what you say You're an answering machine x3 Yeah yeah La la la la, lalalalalalala Yeah yeah La la la la, lalalalalalala |
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