Rigor Mortis Radio

You've never seen me look so good before

This silver lining and this golden glow

This shine, all mine

Looking like I'm fresh off an assembly line

I was a star, baby, ever since the dawn of man

I got some help for you, let's call it a masterplan

Want my advice? You roll the dice

Then roll away with it 'cause you're cold as ice

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A fading flicker and a closing door

The sound of bickering I heard before

I took my feet out your puddle, 'cause you know what?

I got better things to do, 'cause you know what I got?

I got these people eating out of the palm of my hand

I got them answering every single one command

I know you want my time, here's my line

Yeah, I got your offer, decline, decline

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Now you might feel I cut you down to size

Start at the top and cut a million miles

It's an astute observation, I must admit

Here's how much longer I can stand your shit

I'm saying hold it back, this tongue in crack

It's gotta end I'm not an evening snack

I got your emails saying that you wanna meet

I got your emails saying that you wanna meet

I got your emails yeah, delete, delete

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