Transference Lyrics - Afi

No room for doubt, accusations one to ten, 

You've got my number, you've got my number 

No wasting time, now, you've got me dialed 

I'm one hundred eleven less than perfection 

Pride has faltered now you're left crawling (keep your disease) 

Sealed lips will not cease the calling (your disease) 

Pride has faltered now you're left crawling (no shame) 

Sealed lips will not cease the calling 

Pathetic eyes, complimenting what's inside, 

I've got your number, I've got your number 

So appalled as I watch you purge 

Now see if your fiction reads salvation 

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Pride has faltered now you're left crawling (keep your disease) 

Sealed lips will not cease the calling (your disease) 

Pride has faltered now you're left crawling (no shame) 

Sealed lips will not cease the calling 

No room for doubt, no pity is deserved 

You've got my number, you've got my number 

Coincidence, you've assessed correct 

I'm one hundred eleven less than perfection 

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Pride has faltered now you're left crawling (keep your disease) 

Sealed lips will not cease the calling (your disease) 

Pride has faltered now you're left crawling (no shame) 

Sealed lips will not cease the calling