You wanted all the bip
You wanted all the
Glass eye, broken jaw
400 legs kick down my door
On my life I swear I saw, the city burn, the jackals crawl
Now I was dead before I hit the floor
I never stood a chance
A waste of sympathy, but all your
I'm not a saint, but you're a sin
I can feel you creeping
All hell is breaking loose
Do my fingers down my back
In the tracks, also don't look alike
From under you
All hell is breaking loose
As you're breathing down my neck
Tenderness is the only weapon left, I comfort you
You want it on the, on the, on the, on the
You want it on the
You cry-wolf, you get a, don't close your eyes, keep dreaming on
Heads will roll for what you stole
Keep playing your broken game
Now I was dead before I hit the floor
I can't escape the siren song
A waste of sympathy, but all your
I'm not a saint, but you're a sin
I can feel you creeping
All hell is breaking loose
Do my fingers down my back
In the tracks, also don't look alike
From under you
All hell is breaking loose
As you're breathing down my neck
Tenderness is the only weapon left, I comfort you
All hell is breaking loose
Do my fingers down my back
In the tracks, also don't look alike
From under you
All hell is breaking loose
As you're breathing down my neck
Tenderness is the only weapon left, I comfort you
And now we're standing back to back, to back, to back, to back
On an only stage the players play on
And you turn around and see, see people, free people stream
Forever folding into you
All hell, all hell is breaking loose
Do my fingers down my back
In the tracks, also don't look alike
From under you
All hell is breaking loose
As you're breathing down my neck
Tenderness is the only weapon left, I comfort you
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written by MATTHEW COCKSEDGE, JAMES COOK, RICHARD BOARDMAN, BENJAMIN HEYWARD ALLEN
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