I Only Speak in Friction Songtext
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I Only Speak in Friction Songtext
Got caught up in a bad situation
I′ll admit I'm a sucker for seduction
When the shithouse went up in flames
I swear I was only there simply for the function
Put the lime in the lemon
Put the lemon in the lime
Was only once simply for sensation
12 arrived at 12 o′clock on the dot
And I said, I only speak in friction
I only speak in friction
I'm two-stepping in my blue suede
I'm too caught up with these bad things
I′m two-stepping in my blue suede
I′m too caught up with these bad things
I'm two-stepping in my blue suede
I′m too caught up with these bad things
I'm two-stepping in my blue suede
I′m too caught up with these bad things
After all was said and done
They took the cuffs off
And put me on probation
If you're curious about my kin
Well they were nice enough to grant me visitation
Don′t believe my story
My sweet spot jukebox
Wake up and tune into the station
I was being pushed in a wheelchair through an airport
Screaming out I wanna be sedated
I only speak in friction
Two-stepping in my blue suede
I'm too caught up with these bad things
I'm two-stepping in my blue suede
I′m too caught up with these bad things
Two-stepping in my blue suede
I′m too caught up with these bad things
I'm two-stepping in my blue suede
I′m too caught up with these bad things
I only speak in friction
I only speak in friction
I′ll admit I'm a sucker for seduction
When the shithouse went up in flames
I swear I was only there simply for the function
Put the lime in the lemon
Put the lemon in the lime
Was only once simply for sensation
12 arrived at 12 o′clock on the dot
And I said, I only speak in friction
I only speak in friction
I'm two-stepping in my blue suede
I'm too caught up with these bad things
I′m two-stepping in my blue suede
I′m too caught up with these bad things
I'm two-stepping in my blue suede
I′m too caught up with these bad things
I'm two-stepping in my blue suede
I′m too caught up with these bad things
After all was said and done
They took the cuffs off
And put me on probation
If you're curious about my kin
Well they were nice enough to grant me visitation
Don′t believe my story
My sweet spot jukebox
Wake up and tune into the station
I was being pushed in a wheelchair through an airport
Screaming out I wanna be sedated
I only speak in friction
Two-stepping in my blue suede
I'm too caught up with these bad things
I'm two-stepping in my blue suede
I′m too caught up with these bad things
Two-stepping in my blue suede
I′m too caught up with these bad things
I'm two-stepping in my blue suede
I′m too caught up with these bad things
I only speak in friction
I only speak in friction
Writer(s): Jay Rogers, Brandon Blaine Gonzales, Luke Alexander Perine, Michael Perez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com