| Trying to think of a way to get started
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| Stutter my flow
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| Train of thought just departed
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| Taste of mezcal on my breath
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| Let me get this off your chest
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| Open my mouth
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| All the gems falling out
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| Make you lose control
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| Oh, girl, I’ve got that silver tongue
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| Got, got that silver, silver tongue
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| Drives you into delirium
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| Got, got that silver, got that silver tongue like, ah
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| I’m addicted to madness, but what can I say?
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| I’m addicted to badness, but what can I do?
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| I got my silver tongue
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| Clothes on the floor, but the bed’s on the ceiling
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| Slurring my lines, but I’m nailing the meaning
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| I’ll say what you want me to say
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| But talk only gets in the way
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| Rolling our eyes, no more words to describe how we lose control
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| Oh, girl, I’ve got that silver tongue
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| Got, got that silver, silver tongue
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| Drives you into delirium
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| Got, got that silver, got that silver tongue like, ah
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| I’m addicted to madness, but what can I say?
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| I’m addicted to badness, but what can I do?
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| I got my silver tongue
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| I’ve got nothing on you
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| And all the things you do
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| Yeah, I’ve got nothing on you
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| Oh, girl, I’ve got that silver tongue
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| Got, got that silver, silver tongue
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| Drives you into delirium
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| Got, got that silver, got that silver tongue like, ah
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| I’m addicted to madness, but what can I say?
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| I’m addicted to badness, but what can I do?
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| I got my silver tongue |