Lyrics

Caught him with the laughter? I see triumph and disaster I don't hide when it's after me Dewall? flying in the moonlight You can't listen to it all night Twelve rounds with a ridgeside-sea I'll handle what the mind is? If it feels right But my whole dead and gone? Psycho with a soft bite You ain't ever that lucky this time Then luck took you down? Caught in a headlight With your hands tied In your own disaster Wait for the searchlight Could be all night Till the morning after Caught in a cross-fire You're a live wire Slave to the master Wait for the searchlight Could be all night Till the morning after The bones sitting in the anger? The mad starlight-commander You're not tryna put your (??) me? (or: (??) around me???) I'll handle what the mind is If it feels bad Till they're all dead and gone Psycho with a blood-knife But you never got lucky this time Then luck took you down Caught in a headlight With your hands tied In your own disaster Wait for the searchlight Could be all night Till the morning after Caught in a cross-fire You're a live wire Slave to the master Wait for the searchlight Could be all night Till the morning after With your hands tied In your own disaster Wait for the searchlight Could be all night Till the morning after Caught in a cross-fire You're a live wire Slave to the master Wait for the searchlight Could be all night Till the morning after
Writer(s): Oliver Philip Walter, William Robert Walter, Timothy Michael Walter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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