Lyrics

I don't wanna get out I don't wanna get in Bandaids across his knuckles Wounds under his skin I'm lounging around Where did I begin? Call you from my payphone baby And tell you where I've been Caught on a switchblade Warm blood to warm water Soon bring on the pain Pool massacre slaughter Beach chairs is a whole She always wants more Drinking to the bottom Water's easy to ignore So I'll play it cool And stay by the pool Cause 38 degrees boy you're transforming into a pool Caught on a switchblade Warm blood to warm water Soon bring on the pain Pool massacre slaughter Caught on a switchblade Warm blood to warm water Soon bring on the pain Pool massacre slaughter Caught on a switchblade Warm blood to warm water Soon bring on the pain Pool massacre slaughter
Writer(s): Jake Doyle, Dean Whitby, Adam Ritchie, Jonathan Sporle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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