Lyrics

I am the key to the lock in your house That keeps your toys in the basement And if you get too far inside You'll only see my reflection It's always best when the light's off I am the pick in the ice Do not cry out or ring the alarm You know we're friends till we die Either way you turn, I'll be there Open up your skull, I'll be there Climbing up the walls It's always best when the light is off It's always better on the outside Fifteen blows to the back of your head Fifteen blows to your mind So lock the kids up safe tonight Shut the eyes in the cupboard I've got the smell of a local man Who's got the loneliest feeling And either way you turn, I'll be there Open up your skull, I'll be there Climbing up the walls Climbing up the walls Climbing up the walls
Writer(s): Philip James Selway, Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood, Colin Charles Greenwood, Edward John O'brien, Thomas Edward Yorke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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