Degrade me, my purpose
Bury me beneath the surfaceI'm scratching, I'm clawing
Trying hard to make them payCan't stand me, beside me
Kid you not, your kiss sure killed meThe cold of my barrel
Never sees the light of dayCall me, call me, you could only hurt the story
Call me, call me, I'll be there to shine a lightThe smell on the speakers
Sweaty ballroom dancing feverThey gather in numbers
Ever for a closer viewThe cease fire the weaker
Hair so red I couldn't keep herThe dogs hound the neighbors
Everything was blown awayCall me, call me, you could only hurt the story
Call me, call me, I'll be there to shine a lightMachine, machines, point me to the nearest party
You'll see, you'll see, baby it's the only wayCall me, call me, you could only
Call me, call me, I'll be thereMachines, machines, point me to the nearest party
Songwriters
FOLLOWILL, JARED / FOLLOWILL, MATTHEW / FOLLOWILL, NATHAN / FOLLOWILL, CALEBPublished by
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