what the fuck? why do people submit lyrics when they aren't correct. ugh, charcoalsketch, you suck. and not just for this song, you're wrong on plenty others.
FROM THE LYRICS SHEET:
Who'd a thought you'd turn down both barrels to the crown?
Error shown, my case is blown
What a psych
It's not funny
You gave poison away for free
But hey, it drew a long, long line
Take my hands, turned into a steeple again
into a steeple
stare
hide
invoice the crash
you got me thinking, "fuck a second chance"
distancing will do the job just fine
here's a heart attack in the van
here's a tangled up chord and a mic stand
lay your hands on me
a tempo i can see
twenty-four ribs create a seam
no debate
if you're the captain, then regulate
you mes men sway, tell me it's ok
do you want to argue faith?
my best advice is you'd better learn to wait
this one might take some time
here's a huge gap in the map
a tangled up tie on a business man
ok, cool down, i love this song
turn the radio clockwise
i listed off some random facts about some random guy
life goes on, right or wrong
now i'm wondering again if i got a little bit too pissed
when i dealt the laundry list
here's a heart attack, a full grown man
a tangled up cable on a dim lamp
it goes both ways, that's safe to say
damn, it does take its time to clarify
but i will say this
you must admit
there is no quick fix when poison's in the line
eyes get fixed
eyes get weird
and i've seen it all wrong
but my eyes don't do the thinking ion the run
but i never derived pleasure
from causing any harm
what the fuck? why do people submit lyrics when they aren't correct. ugh, charcoalsketch, you suck. and not just for this song, you're wrong on plenty others.
FROM THE LYRICS SHEET:
Who'd a thought you'd turn down both barrels to the crown? Error shown, my case is blown What a psych
It's not funny You gave poison away for free But hey, it drew a long, long line
Take my hands, turned into a steeple again into a steeple stare hide
invoice the crash you got me thinking, "fuck a second chance" distancing will do the job just fine
here's a heart attack in the van here's a tangled up chord and a mic stand
lay your hands on me a tempo i can see twenty-four ribs create a seam no debate if you're the captain, then regulate you mes men sway, tell me it's ok
do you want to argue faith? my best advice is you'd better learn to wait this one might take some time
here's a huge gap in the map a tangled up tie on a business man
ok, cool down, i love this song turn the radio clockwise i listed off some random facts about some random guy life goes on, right or wrong now i'm wondering again if i got a little bit too pissed when i dealt the laundry list
here's a heart attack, a full grown man a tangled up cable on a dim lamp
it goes both ways, that's safe to say damn, it does take its time to clarify but i will say this you must admit there is no quick fix when poison's in the line
eyes get fixed eyes get weird and i've seen it all wrong but my eyes don't do the thinking ion the run but i never derived pleasure from causing any harm