On That Note: Fast

We all thought that we'd get rich fast



Me and my friends at the table doing shots
Drinking fast and then we talk slow

 
My heart is beating faster, babe
It's beating like a big bass drum
You know you got me speeding, child
Faster than a bullet from a gun.....
 
She calls me Goliath and I wear the David mask
I guess the stones are comin' too fast for her now

 

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