Play Dead (Redux)

When you see the beat of the sun
Play dead

Paralyze the love from his heart
Play dead

So you feel the cut off from the start
Play dead

You can steal the color from his bulb
Play dead

Here come the calling
He call round your house

Here come the calling
He call round your house

The road separates till it's around her
And feeds on the deep of the scars
He's calling to see who you are

The bones operate and surround her
It peels off the sleeve of the jar
It's calling to see who you are

Here come the calling
He call round your house

Here come the calling
He call round your house

Play dead
Play dead
Play dead



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Trotter, David Jakes, Andrew Bushen, Gavin Edgeley, Ross Grant Smithwick
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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