In the black of the night There's somethin' waiting there to ba-ba-ba-bite There's somethin' waiting in the shadows and they lust for you to follow The mystery creates a fog Not even movement's separate it My fearful knowledge is outdated i'll wear my brave and it's on my sleeve Built tough! Road-tested, professional terminal disease Built tough! Road-tested, professional terminal disease I'll pull the trigger on four It's not that hard to see you're dangerous If I had arrows I would feel no threat unpick the locks on five hide in a hidden space on fire It's really hard to see the reflection The thoughtful thoughts oh baby forget them cause strings and silence never mix baby Tonight your skin is curdling white You know you'll never ever cure it So bite down your bottom lip So bite down your bottom lip And when you're feeling kinda queasy And your eyes begin to sharpen The moon is shining it on your path I wear my brave it's and it's on my sleeve Built tough! Road-tested, professional terminal disease Built tough! Road-tested, professional terminal disease Thanks to taylor [myspace.com/115998995] for these lyrics
Put these awesome lyrics on your blog, profile or website!
Link - Websites & Blogs:
Copy to Clipboard:
COPY LINK
Embed - Websites & Blogs:
Copy to Clipboard: In the black of the night There's somethin' waiting there to ba-ba-ba-bite There's somethin' waiting in the shadows and they lust for you to follow The mystery creates a fog Not even movement's separate it My fearful knowledge is outdated i'll wear my brave and it's on my sleeve Built tough! Road-tested, professional terminal disease Built tough! Road-tested, professional terminal disease I'll pull the trigger on four It's not that hard to see you're dangerous If I had arrows I would feel no threat unpick the locks on five hide in a hidden space on fire It's really hard to see the reflection The thoughtful thoughts oh baby forget them cause strings and silence never mix baby Tonight your skin is curdling white You know you'll never ever cure it So bite down your bottom lip So bite down your bottom lip And when you're feeling kinda queasy And your eyes begin to sharpen The moon is shining it on your path I wear my brave it's and it's on my sleeve Built tough! Road-tested, professional terminal disease Built tough! Road-tested, professional terminal disease Thanks to taylor [myspace.com/115998995] for these lyrics
NEW LYRICS 
