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Interference Lyrics - Release - Cop Shoot Cop

I can't remember my lines 

Can't come up with a rhyme or even a reason 

I know the face, I just can't erase 

But I still can't place the name or the season 

 

You say it's fine, keep your place in line 

Keep biding your time but you talk in a vacuum 

And you've been bought, I don't know what I want 

But I know I don't want to be anything like you 

 

All you bottom feeders and you smiling cheaters 

You're a total blank and you're as funny as a bank 

 

Not ready to drop, not ready to stop 

Run away or compromise 

I won't break down or go on the take now 

You smell like a fake and there's nothing in your eyes 

 

Keep your crutch, I don't need much 

Just a little luck 'cause my charm is broken 

Get out of my sight and I'll be alright 

Exit stage right and leave your lies unspoken 

 

All you bottom feeders and you smiling cheaters 

You're a total blank and you're as funny as a bank 

All you bottom feeders and you smiling cheaters 

You're a total blank and you're as funny as a bank 

 

You're out of your depth 

Up to your neck in a sea of alibis 

Swim or sink, deeper than you think 

'Cause I'm on the brink of justifiable homicide 

 

Two dollar spin and your three buck grin 

Transparent skin gives away your intentions 

You're like a machine that gobbles up all dreams 

And spits out shit too dull to mention 

 

All you bottom feeders and you smiling cheaters 

Specimens in a tank and you're as funny as a bank 

 

I can't remember my lines 

Can't come up with a rhyme or even a reason 

I know the face, just can't erase 

But I still can't place the name or the season 

 

You say it's fine, keep your place in line 

Keep biding your time but you talk in a vacuum 

And you've been bought, I don't know what I want 

But I know I don't want to be anything like you 

 

Not ready to drop, not ready to stop 

Not ready to cop, run away or compromise 

I won't break down or go on the take now 

You smell like a fake and there's nothing in your eyes 

 

Keep your crutch, I don't need much 

Just a little luck 'cause my charm is broken 

Get out of my sight and I'll be alright 

Exit stage right and leave your lies unspoken 

 

All you bottom feeders and you smiling cheaters 

You're a total blank and you're as funny as a bank 

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