Dreams of contemplation,
A resignation, know what
Useless indignation,
A segregation, plant your seed
Steamless conversation,
What is happening to me
I'm no longer your erection,
Or your congregation,
I'm your disease
You take the sun
You have your fun
But you better beware
You better beware
You broke it down
With that boring sound
You gave to me
That i don't want to hear
You're in some blind elation,
A kind of delusion,
You don't get through to me
Deliver your equation and still
You won't see a change in me
You want my redemption,
You want me to believe
That it's all me
Well, i'm no longer your erection,
Or your congregation,
I'm your disease
You take the sun
You have your fun
But you better beware
You better beware
You broke it down
With that boring sound
You gave to me
That i don't want to hear
You take the sun
You have your fun
But you better beware
You better beware
You broke it down
With that boring sound
You gave to me.
That i don't want to hear.
Writer(s): Eric Rosse, Lisa Marie Presley, Daniel Robert Keough
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