Almost Transparent

Excellent almost perfect
A true hit
Sounds like a tune that you heard a thousand times before
A true hit
I flash a monkey grin and sing a song to you about my secrets
And it's almost true

How badly do you want to bring me in?
A big decision
You got your hook in my mouth but first you better check on
My condition
Alarmed, alarmed! My respiration's so low at least
I'm breathing
And that's a present for you

Honey try hit some more
It's gonna tie you up take the rug right off of the floor
You see me like I see you
See what?
See that
See don't see
It's almost blue

It's like an old-fashioned alarm clock
Keeps ringing keeps ringing
It won't stop it won't stop
Walk out the door let mе die let me sleep stop your ringing
You'rе talking rainbows to me so now you want to see my visions
Well you're not gonna see well you're not gonna see
Actually I could use some improvements
But unconventional me I can't generate a little movement
I thought your lesson was learned
But all you say is "That was perfect, a true hit"
Well it's not for you
It interrupts my flow
Don't want excitement no more
Just leave me here on the floor



Credits
Writer(s): Harvey Gold, Michael Aylward
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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