VANISHING ACT

Speaking in circles, no wonder your tongue's tied up Not falling for your bluffs I'm tired of all the coughs Smoking this thrax is gonna be the end of me Every time we talked, I thought that u were half of me Now every time we talk, it feels like we are enemies Enemies, enemies Speaking in circles, no wonder your tongue's tied up Not falling for your bluffs I'm tired of all the coughs