Tip Of Your Tongue

Lyrics: Sammy Boakye Bennett/Johnny Boakye Bennett/Richard Zastenker/Johannes Klahr/Tove Burman Music: Sammy Boakye Bennett/Johnny Boakye Bennett/Richard Zastenker/Johannes Klahr/Tove Burman Soft launch your new identity On social feeds I′m all inside your head As your heart catch speed Wack every single pic Through your busted screen Then post an image of yourself Post surgery Joining riots from your bed For my golden star Voicing everything you read From a decent blog The face your wear is crumbling Under heavy gaze You just a lip service junkie With basic takes Say you turning me on By telling a lie Rest assure that I know why Yeah I know why It's all just to get by Say you turning me on By telling a lie Rest assure that I know why Say what′s the feeling When you lick another tail With the tip of your tongue Your tongue Why likeable figures Always be the assholes Don't share you thoughts On what I never asked for You on schedule, schedule Playing a whole act If you a cunt and don't know who to be Then pussy be that! The bowl got food in it But no soul Cog in a machine You a victim, you a no go Phone home, like extraterrestrials Cut loose on the chemicals The source is not credible Extinguishing wildfire A burnout inevitable Painting people in satires The motive is skeptical, cold You never seem to care about your growth As long you have some paint to throw And the story goes Say you turning me on By telling a lie Rest assure that I know why Yeah I know why It′s all just to get by (I see you baby) Say you turning me on By telling a lie Rest assure that I know why Say what′s the feeling When you lick another tail With the tip of your tongue Your tongue (Your tongue) I know I know I know I know That you stuck in the dark Boredom got you switching to mortal lies I know I know I know I know You don't know what you′re on But you still talk and let the tongue roll Fool me once but not twice we calling Wise man post his Sweet talk this morning Hold up hold up I smell the nonsense Hold up hold up It's a hell of a hot mess Fool me once but not twice we calling Wise man post his Sweet talk this morning Hold up hold up I smell the nonsense Hold up hold up It′s a hell of a hot mess Say you turning me on, by telling a lie Rest assure that I know why Yeah I know why It's all just to get by (I see you baby) Say you turning me on By telling a lie Rest assure that I know why Say what′s the feeling when you lick Another tail with the tip of your tongue Your tongue