A classic phrase, he's trying to find out,
A gnarly face, whatever there's to doubt.
A gnarly face, whatever there's to doubt.
I'm not immune, words come out but not in tune for you,
I'm not immune, you are barking all too soon at me.
A rolling line for me to turn away,
And what is fine with being what you say.
A classic face again, a gnarly frase pretend,
Wants me to turn away, but I´m not what you say....
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