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Nick Sanzeri - Hiding Ourselves Lyrics



Nick Sanzeri - Hiding Ourselves Lyrics
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Yo I used to be a jammer
Maybe that's why I philandered
So many calls left unanswered
Got to go answer now stop the clamor
The manner in which I pandered
Lowered my standards for glamor
But damn you're looking like a sexy panther
Maybe a little damaged
A see through dress baby who's your handler?
Let's get a little hammered
I'm a de-programmer
Look at how far we've meandered
I feel it coming together
Don't need a cover letter
Got good news yes I'm getting transferred
Just in time for sweater weather
You could check my history
I was going at things very viciously
Over-ambitiously
And a sense of superiority
A mask for my insecurity
Try a little humility
And how bout some authenticity
Your brain is on a rotisserie
Talking bout my vulnerabilities
Isn't that big of me?
Oh man my ego
Here we go
It gets uptight when I leave it alone
Wants to hijack my brain
Remind me of some kind of bullshit pain
Something that I could hardly remember
Oh, except her birthday was late November
Hey bartender here's a big spender
I guess I'm not a regular attender
Follow it down through your brain
Could you feel the pain?
Now feel your soul
It knows the way to go
Could you tell me baby how you really feel
But how do you know if it's really real?
Before you talk to me
Before I talk to you
I'm going to listen to what my body tells me to do
Before you look at me
Before I look at you
Could you tell me what your body's telling you?
I was into hanging loose
And coming on like an amateur masseuse - ah
I'm so glad to introduce ya
I'm the Golden Goose yo
I got many moods
And I stopped hanging round with all those prudes
And all those chicks that act like dudes
Don't you know that they ruin the mood
Make me do substance abuse
Spent two years just drinking booze
Cause we weren't really in the groove
Here's the thing no one cares
I stopped playing those musical chairs
I'll be standing when the music stops
You'll still be handing out Tootsie Pops
And wearing broke down Converse high tops
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Yo I used to be a jammer
Maybe that's why I philandered
So many calls left unanswered
Got to go answer now stop the clamor
The manner in which I pandered
Lowered my standards for glamor
But damn you're looking like a sexy panther
Maybe a little damaged
A see through dress baby who's your handler?
Let's get a little hammered
I'm a de-programmer
Look at how far we've meandered
I feel it coming together
Don't need a cover letter
Got good news yes I'm getting transferred
Just in time for sweater weather
You could check my history
I was going at things very viciously
Over-ambitiously
And a sense of superiority
A mask for my insecurity
Try a little humility
And how bout some authenticity
Your brain is on a rotisserie
Talking bout my vulnerabilities
Isn't that big of me?
Oh man my ego
Here we go
It gets uptight when I leave it alone
Wants to hijack my brain
Remind me of some kind of bullshit pain
Something that I could hardly remember
Oh, except her birthday was late November
Hey bartender here's a big spender
I guess I'm not a regular attender
Follow it down through your brain
Could you feel the pain?
Now feel your soul
It knows the way to go
Could you tell me baby how you really feel
But how do you know if it's really real?
Before you talk to me
Before I talk to you
I'm going to listen to what my body tells me to do
Before you look at me
Before I look at you
Could you tell me what your body's telling you?
I was into hanging loose
And coming on like an amateur masseuse - ah
I'm so glad to introduce ya
I'm the Golden Goose yo
I got many moods
And I stopped hanging round with all those prudes
And all those chicks that act like dudes
Don't you know that they ruin the mood
Make me do substance abuse
Spent two years just drinking booze
Cause we weren't really in the groove
Here's the thing no one cares
I stopped playing those musical chairs
I'll be standing when the music stops
You'll still be handing out Tootsie Pops
And wearing broke down Converse high tops
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Writer: Nick Sanzeri
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Language: English
Length: 3:31
Written by: Nick Sanzeri

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