Wednesday, April 27, 2011

shut the front door

Living the fast track
Fighting the heart attacks
Cheating on love with inner demons
Sex now cold like winter seasons
It’s a gun show
And you brought your arrows
Sure the targets just as far
But you can’t match a bullet

Somebody shut the door, we’re letting all the warm out
Somebody shut that door, I’m not trying to heat the world

Falling backwards
Over my own words
If I hadn’t smacked the cold concrete
I could have lived without them
But now they haunt me
They stole my virginity
And I don’t just want it back
I want payment in return

Somebody shut the door, we’re letting all the warm out
Somebody shut that door, I’m not trying to heat the world

And this could be the last time
There’s no doubt in my mind
The feelings get weaker with every rising tide
And sure I could swim again
But it’s that lose that does me in
Cause when you lose a friend you love
It’s like going back in time
I’m so sick of watching the waves pass be by

Somebody shut the door, we’re letting all the warm out
Somebody shut that door, I’m not trying to heat the world

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