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brand new was so good tonight...
You burn bright but you're running
I fell asleep in the incline
I can't shake this little feeling
I never get anything right
Goodbye you liar
Well, you sipped from her cup
But you don't own up to anything
And you think you will inspire
(When I arrive will God be waiting and pacing around his throne?)
Take apart your head
(Will he feel a little Old Testament?)
And I wish I could inspire
(And will he celebrate with fire and brimstone)
Take apart the demon up in the attic to the left
(Yeah, I admit, I am afraid of the reckoning)
(Goodbye my love)
You burn bright but you're running
(You wait right here, and they will come and pick you up)
I fell asleep in the incline
(I've been on pause)
(But I'm shaking off the rust)
I can't shake this tiny feeling
(I've lost my charge)
(I've been degaussed)
I never say anything right
I'm on my own
I never say anything right
Take me, take me back to your bed
I love you so much that it hurts my head
Say, "I don't mind you under my skin
I’ll let the bad parts in. the bad parts in"
When we were made we were set apart
But life is a test and I get bad marks
Now some saint got the job of writing down my sins
The storm is coming
The storm is coming in
You burn bright but you're running
I fell asleep in the incline
I can't shake this little feeling
I never get anything right
I'm on my own
I never get anything right
Take me, take me back to your bed
I love you so much that it hurts my head
I don't mind you under my skin
I’ll let the bad parts in the bad parts in
Well, you’re my favorite bird and when you sing
I really do wish that you would wear my ring
No matter what they say, I am still the king
The storm is coming
The storm is coming in
You burn bright but you're running
I fell asleep in the incline
I can't shake this little feeling
I never get anything right
Goodbye you liar
Well, you sipped from her cup
But you don't own up to anything
And you think you will inspire
(When I arrive will God be waiting and pacing around his throne?)
Take apart your head
(Will he feel a little Old Testament?)
And I wish I could inspire
(And will he celebrate with fire and brimstone)
Take apart the demon up in the attic to the left
(Yeah, I admit, I am afraid of the reckoning)
(Goodbye my love)
You burn bright but you're running
(You wait right here, and they will come and pick you up)
I fell asleep in the incline
(I've been on pause)
(But I'm shaking off the rust)
I can't shake this tiny feeling
(I've lost my charge)
(I've been degaussed)
I never say anything right
I'm on my own
I never say anything right
Take me, take me back to your bed
I love you so much that it hurts my head
Say, "I don't mind you under my skin
I’ll let the bad parts in. the bad parts in"
When we were made we were set apart
But life is a test and I get bad marks
Now some saint got the job of writing down my sins
The storm is coming
The storm is coming in
You burn bright but you're running
I fell asleep in the incline
I can't shake this little feeling
I never get anything right
I'm on my own
I never get anything right
Take me, take me back to your bed
I love you so much that it hurts my head
I don't mind you under my skin
I’ll let the bad parts in the bad parts in
Well, you’re my favorite bird and when you sing
I really do wish that you would wear my ring
No matter what they say, I am still the king
The storm is coming
The storm is coming in