Archers Of Loaf - Slick Tricks and Bright Lights (WTH 4-Track Demo) lyrics

X'ing out the numbers puts me in a slumber Can't call for help and nobody's at home Had a premonition, icy cold suspicion Fueled by superstition and slick tricks bright lights It takes one million strips of paper fastened by one staple To take the upper hand they say you've got to have a plan Simple concentration, choked with hesitation Simple conversation, no I don't understand No, I don't understand how you got the upper hand on me I don't understand how you got the upper hand on me X'ing out the number put me in a slumber So hard to call for help when nobody's at home Had a premonition, icy cold suspicion Fueled by superstition, stuck in repetition You're calling me a liar, there's more smoke than fire More smoke than fire if you're calling me a liar On a million strips of paper, fastened by one staple In one word, shut it down, shut it down No, I don't understand how you got the upper hand on me I don't understand how you got the upper hand on me No, I don't understand how you got the upper hand on me