Call the police or let the neighbors hear you scream
Your center of attention.
Settle out of court, don't want to make a scene.
Automatic reputation.
Guided by voices and led by thieves
Don't move to California
And sell me out...cause I won't... sell me out
(CHORUS:)
Say what you want to Face to face or nothing matters at all.
That's what you get. Don't talk around it.
Stop reading my mind and make the telephone ring
Waiting for the white out.
Put your soul on ice cause you can't come clean
It takes one to fake one, Forget about it.
CHORUS
At seventeen I had a break down, a psychic reading and a new sound.
I wanna talk about the clear blue mourning
You read it...get it? Oh now forget about it.
CHORUS
Face To Face Video (MV)
Performed By: Transmatic
Written by: JOSEPH WADE MONTGOMERY, ANDREW DAVID CARRELL, ZACHARY WILLIAM BALDAUF, MARC JOHNSON, ERIC JOHNSON
Transmatic - Face To Face Lyrics
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Call the police or let the neighbors hear you scream
Your center of attention.
Settle out of court, don't want to make a scene.
Automatic reputation.
Guided by voices and led by thieves
Don't move to California
And sell me out...cause I won't... sell me out
(CHORUS:)
Say what you want to Face to face or nothing matters at all.
That's what you get. Don't talk around it.
Stop reading my mind and make the telephone ring
Waiting for the white out.
Put your soul on ice cause you can't come clean
It takes one to fake one, Forget about it.
CHORUS
At seventeen I had a break down, a psychic reading and a new sound.
I wanna talk about the clear blue mourning
You read it...get it? Oh now forget about it.
CHORUS
Your center of attention.
Settle out of court, don't want to make a scene.
Automatic reputation.
Guided by voices and led by thieves
Don't move to California
And sell me out...cause I won't... sell me out
(CHORUS:)
Say what you want to Face to face or nothing matters at all.
That's what you get. Don't talk around it.
Stop reading my mind and make the telephone ring
Waiting for the white out.
Put your soul on ice cause you can't come clean
It takes one to fake one, Forget about it.
CHORUS
At seventeen I had a break down, a psychic reading and a new sound.
I wanna talk about the clear blue mourning
You read it...get it? Oh now forget about it.
CHORUS
Writer: JOSEPH WADE MONTGOMERY, ANDREW DAVID CARRELL, ZACHARY WILLIAM BALDAUF, MARC JOHNSON, ERIC JOHNSON
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group