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I Set My Friends On Fire - Developer The Horn Lyrics




Hail to the no hand touch sensor.
Bow to the formula that we were

Salient trait flaunt
Way to nonchalant

Name dropper tried shrewdness as falsified,
Rudimentary psyche real spent
Expert on the subject,
So I deliberately. Let you win the trivial argument
Queue to the booth where you swear your loyalty to the new order
Somewhere in the line you will find me quietly sneaking past your
Preoccupied border

Vehement phosphor scintillates brilliantly,
When science doubted our somatic cells, it couldn't be
Vehement phosphor scintillates brilliantly,
When science doubted our somatic cells, it couldn't be

Hail to the no hand touch sensor
Bow to the formula that we were

Name dropper tried shrewdness as falsified
Rudimentary psyche real spent
Expert on the subject,
So I deliberately Let you win the trivial argument.
Queue to the booth where you swear your loyalty to the new order.
Somewhere in the line you will find me quietly sneaking past your
Preoccupied border
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Hail to the no hand touch sensor.
Bow to the formula that we were

Salient trait flaunt
Way to nonchalant

Name dropper tried shrewdness as falsified,
Rudimentary psyche real spent
Expert on the subject,
So I deliberately. Let you win the trivial argument
Queue to the booth where you swear your loyalty to the new order
Somewhere in the line you will find me quietly sneaking past your
Preoccupied border

Vehement phosphor scintillates brilliantly,
When science doubted our somatic cells, it couldn't be
Vehement phosphor scintillates brilliantly,
When science doubted our somatic cells, it couldn't be

Hail to the no hand touch sensor
Bow to the formula that we were

Name dropper tried shrewdness as falsified
Rudimentary psyche real spent
Expert on the subject,
So I deliberately Let you win the trivial argument.
Queue to the booth where you swear your loyalty to the new order.
Somewhere in the line you will find me quietly sneaking past your
Preoccupied border
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Writer: MATTHEW MEHANA, TRAVIS BRANDON RICHTER
Copyright: Lyrics © MOTHERSHIP MUSIC PUBLISHING


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