The Man You’re Not – Dagoba – letras

Too cool and too sexy,Like the purest dime you shineThe way you dance around meNasty, just like a snake…I cannot hear the words you’re telling meI cannot even tell where the hell you came fromThere is something in you that is holding meSeductive sound of frying skinYour face is now the one I want to seeAnd I drink your speech while you’re serving meNot! The man you’re not!Not! The man you’re not!The man you’re notRed like the other colors turn to the darkest oneSchizophrenic trip in a ravenous field of fireThere is something in you that is holding meSeductive sound of frying skinYour face is now the one I want to seeAnd I drink your speech while you’re serving meNot! The man you’re not!Not! The man you’re not!The man you’re notYou try to keep me in a passive moodAnd the ladies’ kisses turn to bloody bitesThere is something in you that is holding meSeductive sound of frying skinYour face is now the one I want to seeAnd I drink your speech while you’re serving meNot! The man you’re not!Not! The man you’re not!The man you’re not