Millencolin | Lyrics | Queen's Gambit

A classic phrase, he's trying to find out
A gnarly face, whatever there's to doubt

I'm not immune, words come out but not in tune for you
I'm not immune, you are barking all too soon at me

A rolling line for me to turn away
And what is fine with being what you say

A classic face again, a gnarly phrase pretend
Wants me to turn away but I'm not what you say