Sweet Fast Talker

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

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