| Protest the Hero – Hair-Trigger Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Haven't figured it all out yet but here's my take so far... : That sweet little red-head's got her hooks in my back She points her finger and she shows me what I lack Her pale skin, it burns so hot in the midnight air She paints the streets a shade of grey around my chair, so come on in Her heartbreak on my skin and her scent on my fingers Her taste is on my mind, it constantly lingers 'til I can breathe her, 'til I can believe her 'til I can breathe her, 'til I can leave her. Every kiss is a little sickening I can feel death's fingers quickening Tightening my passageways If you can't count the years start counting days ?that she hates you ? she violates you She tries to kill the ? Despite her words it's not too late I wrote a goddamn love song to praise everything i hate and kids were watching the chorus line and they sealed my picture's frame She might run shit for right now, But I'll be damned if it's forever and always. As the chorus line eats away like friends in high school hallways/always Oh, I've got this feeling That things will never, ever, ever be the same Things will never be the same What about those rainy nights in London? What about the crippling desert heat? What about all those times you swore you'd never leave me? What about the hospital in LA? Took me ? ? away that night What about that blackened image in my mind? I swear ?? What about the ? ? next door Cold, cold, cold...she's cold as ice! |
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