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Violently Wild Lyrics
Why's my mind twisting up,
leaving thoughts behind?
I was gone before I'd go
The dirtiest deeds,
Justified merely by the need
To seldom lay down alone
You don't speak
Away for long,
Lovers rarely sleep
They are bound to the phone
Yet on a day, plain and mild
With a smile, violently wild,
We had just begun
We'll blame it on the sun
We'll blame it on our signs
We'll blame it on a misstep,
Lack of rhythm,
Or lack of time
There's no peace,
There's morning noise
A new found lack of poise
There are lies and deceit
The dirtiest deeds,
Justified merely by the need
To seldom lay down alone
We had just begun
We'll blame it on the sun
We'll blame it on our signs
We'll blame it on a misstep,
Lack of rhythm,
Or lack of time
We're out of tune
And you'll be gone,
And I'll be leaving soon
We were born without a song,
And we do not belong
Out of tune
And you'll be gone,
And I'll be leaving soon
We were born without a song,
And we do not belong
Yet on a day, plain and mild
With a smile, violently wild,
We'll blame it on the signs
We'll blame it on a misstep,
Lack of rhythm,
Or lack of time
leaving thoughts behind?
I was gone before I'd go
The dirtiest deeds,
Justified merely by the need
To seldom lay down alone
Away for long,
Lovers rarely sleep
They are bound to the phone
With a smile, violently wild,
We had just begun
We'll blame it on the sun
We'll blame it on our signs
We'll blame it on a misstep,
Lack of rhythm,
Or lack of time
There's morning noise
A new found lack of poise
There are lies and deceit
The dirtiest deeds,
Justified merely by the need
To seldom lay down alone
We'll blame it on the sun
We'll blame it on our signs
We'll blame it on a misstep,
Lack of rhythm,
Or lack of time
And you'll be gone,
And I'll be leaving soon
We were born without a song,
And we do not belong
And you'll be gone,
And I'll be leaving soon
We were born without a song,
And we do not belong
With a smile, violently wild,
We'll blame it on the signs
We'll blame it on a misstep,
Lack of rhythm,
Or lack of time
Song Info
Submitted by
rootbeers On Jan 15, 2015
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