The Talking Tears - Faded Lyrics

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I don't intend to be good at having good intentions
I'm the newest MC
From a different dimension
You can't handle the truth I spew
I got more verses than the hymns in your Sunday pew
It's like a parking violation on the whole of creation
Like an over satiation hanging over the nation
Drinking too much got you feeling faded
Working too much got you looking jaded
I got the blues oh baby every single day
I can't decide if I got em being poor or gay
Loving too much got you happily mated
Kids would be nice but you shouldn't have waited
I got the blues oh baby
I got the blues oh baby
I got the blues oh baby