Paroles de Hot Mic
I am the hot mic, I pick up asides, of the modern tyrantLaws of the shadows, colors of justice, I don't know what it meant
How patriotism is now enough and it's powerful stuff
Can we get it quiet enough? In here, I can hear god, the cat's paws cross the keys
Or the wish tomorrow is, but a whisper from your lips and I fall to my knees
I am the hot mic, the war room is dead, janitors move in
Talking of their dark doors, their enchanted paths, I don't know what they meant
How with something to fall back on, yeah, people usually do
Hit the lights, kill the room
Can we get it quiet enough? In here, I can hear god, cat paws along the keys
And the wish tomorrow is, but a whisper from your lips and I fall to my knees
I'm not afraid of convincingness, I'm just uncertain for sure
I'm in awe of no one, I'm made for this, teach me what to want
I am the hot mic, I pick up asides of Dawn, The Tyrant
He's coming from the shadows, feeling being seen, I don't know what he meant
I don't guess, I listen, it's more than enough, it's powerful stuff
Can we get it quiet enough in here so I can hear God
A cat walk cross the keys
Hit notes so lonely it's one whisper from your lips and I fall to my knees
I overhear you
And I always hear you
GORDON DOWNIE, ROBERT BAKER, GORDON SINCLAIR, JOHNNY FAY, PAUL LANGLOIS
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