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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Bronx
The Bronx
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Caughthran
Matt Caughthran
Lyrics
James Tweedy
James Tweedy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Beinhorn
Michael Beinhorn
Producer

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I left with shaking hands Looking for danger Cheap tales of modern love In bed with strangers And there is no warning I'm not ignoring I cut glass on my callused feet Cause I walk through miles of makeshift mud Motherfucker, I want your blood! I got the hands of history's stranglers And the midnight sky reflects off my skin I got the face of a million strangers You're never gonna see me closing in Yeah! While you're sleeping! No need for safe return Is no need for your concern There is no warning I'm not ignoring I follow you across the county lines Well these beads of sweat feel like a flood You motherfucker, I want your blood! I got the hands of history's stranglers And the midnight sky reflects off my skin I got the face of a million strangers You're never going to see me closing in You're never going to see me closing in While you're sleeping! Breaking through your window Stabbing through your ribcage!
Writer(s): Joby J. Ford, Jorma Vik, Matt Caughthran, James Tweedy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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