Never ever ever was I ever more sure that we were surely slipping
Than the day the radio told me we were surely winning
There's a voice in the air aimed straight at my ear hole
I'm sure that we'd be the greatest of peers though
I think you were sent by then to test my persistence
I know you were sent by them to test my resistance
There's a voice in the air aimed straight at my ear hole
I'm sure that we'd be the greatest of peers though
I won't say nothing to no one about what we did
The secret remains between us and the mattresses
I'll light a match just to burn off the gasses
Then we'll kiss goodbye to 7 years of taxes
I won't say nothing to nobody nohow
The colors are running and I haven't learned how
To separate the meat from the brains
So the mess spreads and camouflages
With the bloodstains
We got loose with the truth
We got loose with the clues
With young associates we would jest
And free associate with the rest
The truth is so ruthless
The youth is so useless
The brutality of the truth is that
We've made a mess of this.
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