He said he knew my name before I said a word
Told the whole room stories that he never heard
I never met him, never shook his hand
But somehow everybody thinks they understand
It's just a neon rumor
Burning through the crowd
It's just a neon rumor
Talking way too loud
She's got my face in a story she made up
Passed it round the table like a poison cup
I'm standing here, I'm real, I'm not a ghost
But rumors travel faster than the truth ever goes
It's just a neon rumor
Burning through the crowd
It's just a neon rumor
Talking way too loud
Every mirror in this city's got my name
Every stranger swears we've met, it's such a shame
I just came here for the music, for the beat
Not to be a story dying in the street
It's just a neon rumor
Burning through the crowd
It's just a neon rumor
Talking way too loud
Neon Rumor Никитаев Алексей Котомин Кирилл
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