Too Much Stereo
Urge, The
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Last night was a bitch for me
I didn't even see it coming
Whoa, the bad part of harsh reality
The something connecting the nothing of you and me
You were sounding kinda scratchy
So I checked the connection
Maybe I check the doctor for hearing correction
Can't speak too highly
On the subject of high fidelity, yeah
Turn up, not hearing a word you say
Turn down, listen to what I parlay
Burn up, when tempers are running high
Burn down everything we built last night
Last night was a bitch for me
I didn't even see it coming
Whoa, a bad part and no apologies
A something connecting the nothing
Bring the left to the center and the right to the middle
We have to come together, all the answers to the riddle
Don't want to fight no more
Bring the left to the center and the right to the middle
We have to come together, all the answers to the riddle
Get back to hearing mono, too much stereo
Whoa
Living on the left side of the conversation
Maybe I turn my back on this humiliation
You're always wrong, I'm always right
I'm on the left and you're on the right
Turn up (Check the connection)
Ha, burn up (Hearing protection)
Yeah
Last night was a bitch for me
I didn't even see it coming
Whoa, the bad part of harsh reality
The something connecting the nothing
Bring the left to the center and the right to the middle
We have to come together, all the answers to the riddle
Don't want to fight no more
Bring the left to the center and the right to the middle
We have to come together, all the answers to the riddle
Get back to hearing mono, too much stereo
I'm selfish I know
You saved me the effort of being for real
As long as you stand there and listen to reason
Our colors won't show, no one will ever know
Will ever know, yeah
Last night, oh last night, oh last night
Last night, oh last night
Bring the left to the center and the right to the middle
We have to come together, all the answers to the riddle
Don't want to fight no more
Bring the left to the center and the right to the middle
We have to come together, all the answers to the riddle
Can't live my life in mono
Bring the left to the center and the right to the middle
We have to come together, all the answers to the riddle
Get back to hearing mono, too much stereo
Whoa, whoa, whoa