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On the days we get together
We talk in volumes
And drink some coffee
Cook the numbers
Clear our minds
Forget our worries
There untrue and unkind
There's no truth, it's instinct
There's no lies, that's gone too
There's no truth, it's instinct
There's no lies, that's gone too
All he says causes scandal
I've heard it said
That he's the original verbal vandal
Who steals your words,
Clears out your mind
There's no way you'll convert me
There's no way, that's for sure
There's no way I'll get sucked in
There's no way, that's damn sure
There's no way you'll convert me
There's no way, that's for sure
Hopelessly reaching
There's no truth
There's no lies
There's no way you'll convert me
There's no way, that's for sure
There's no way you'll convert me
There's no way, that's for sure
There's no truth
There's no lies
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Name Clipped
Artist Curve
Album Pubic Fruit
Original text by Toni Halliday / Dean Garcia
MusicBrainz ID 49e2f9b4-9fdf-434e-b961-4a8f49720b06