"Life In A Museum" as written by Joe Brown and Dan Arnold....
The scene has retaken shape
It seems your stuck in the middle
The legs of your lover
Have spread for another
(You're invaded) and coming undone

Retrace, recount, reuse
Become, believe, be well
Impress, impose, embark
Conceal, connect, conquer

You give it all
And sometimes fade away
We give it all
We all just fade
It's not love
We're not love

But I'm not perishing
'Cause vengeance holds my hand
To be lost amongst the slaves
(We're shackled) Shackled and blistering
Its now lust that holds my hand
Tonight I'll find my way

So now you think this is safe (huuhh...)
Oh boy you better be careful
I've never had the chance for
This kind of love
(I'm infected) I'm coming undone

Retrace, recount, reuse
Become, believe, be well
Impress, impose, embark
Conceal, connect, conquer

But I'm not perishing
'Cause vengeance holds my hand
To be lost amongst the slaves
(We're shackled) Shackled and blistering
Its now lust that holds my hand
Tonight I'll find my way


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"Life in a Museum" as written by Joe Brown Dan Arnold

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    General Commentdefiantly about the girl cheating on him the part that says its now lust that holds my hand makes it sound like for some reason he is still with her it seems like. defiantly a sad song. cheating is bad.
    JakeReeveson April 06, 2008   Link

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