A classic phrase,he's trying to find out,

A gnarly phase, whatever's there to doubt

Whatever's there 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

Alone in line, for me to turn away

And what is fine, would be in what you say would be in what you say

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 classic phrase again

A gnarly phase pretend

Wants me to turn away

Because I'm not what you see!

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, at me, at me

You are barking all too soon at me, at me, at me

I'm not immune to you