The Forces Of Radio Have Dropped A Viper Into The Rhythm Section

I'm analog, two inch tape
Vintage warm with a potent
Hiss venomous memories
Always ready to strike like this

At your heels
Don't you feel
Like a trip
Back to 96

Insert cassettes, then push eject
You're flashing red
Can't let the past stay in its cave
It rears its head
Insert cassettes, then push eject
You're flashing red
You don't expect me to rear my head
But I'm not dead

Like VCRs, I recall
I remember the magic
So I can take one last trip
Down the lane of your memory

'Til you twist
Like a viper
On my shins
And then you remind me

Insert cassettes, then push eject
You're flashing red
Can't let the past stay in its cave
It rears its head
Insert cassettes, then push eject
You're flashing red
You don't expect me to rear my head
But I'm not dead

Once long ago
You were the hope
But I forgot
Sweet, lock yourself from me

Insert cassettes, then push eject
You're flashing red
Can't let the past stay in its cave
It rears its head
Insert cassettes, then push eject
You're flashing red
You don't expect me to rear my head
But I'm not dead



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Albert Schwab, Randy Michael Torres, Steven Allen Dail
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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