Lyrics

All the words sound so accidental Rise and fall like an old balloon Oh, my words and my marble-heavy mind Wasting time All wasted on instructions for you to carry me around you. pay me attentions then wave me off with a good bye. When you speak to me, I speak too pleasently. Where's the knife? where's the fire? Run away like i'm some holiday Where's the knife? where's the fire? Am i a saint or a liar? Where's the knife? where's the fire? I won't question your opinion I can't even disagree. You touch on all my troubles Expecting nothing more from me I am eager for you answer. It is just like some baby bird My mouth is so wide open For what you think you might have heard When you speak to me, I speak too pleasently. Where's the knife? where's the fire? Run away like i'm some holiday Where's the knife? where's the fire? Am i a saint or a liar? Where's the knife? where's the fire?
Writer(s): Van Parks, Inara George Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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