Concave
Feel it when I want
Feel it when I need
Flection' kills the mystery
Feel it over me
Feel it in the sea
Captain of my empathy
Jesus ain't got what he came for
Spirit ain't good behind closed doors
Hiding from the light
Judas ain't dead and Martha loves
Ambition kills all who want to run
Take it all the way
When I'm feeling down
Hand on the ground
Violence is too far to explode it
Do I hear the call,
keep on marching on
Violence seems too gone to explode it
(they can call me)
(it has taken over me)
(it has taken over me)
I can kiss it when I want
Kiss when I need
Silence kills the mystery
Kiss it when it hurts
Kiss it when I bleed
Oooh love's such a fantasy
Demons ain't got what they came for
Tangled through drops of concrete pores
I saw home
Wisdom ain't what it used to be
Money doesn't grow on dark wood trees
No one ever knows
When I'm feeling down
Hand on the ground
Violence is too far to explode it
Do I hear the call,
keep on marching on
Violence seems too gone to explode it
When I'm feeling down
Hand on the ground
Violence is too far to explode it
Do I hear the call,
keep on marching on
Violence seems too gone to explode it
Hello, hello, Hello...
I can't, I can't, I can't let you go
Hellom hello, hello
Do you ever think of me?
Feel it when I need
Flection' kills the mystery
Feel it over me
Feel it in the sea
Captain of my empathy
Jesus ain't got what he came for
Spirit ain't good behind closed doors
Hiding from the light
Judas ain't dead and Martha loves
Ambition kills all who want to run
Take it all the way
When I'm feeling down
Hand on the ground
Violence is too far to explode it
Do I hear the call,
keep on marching on
Violence seems too gone to explode it
(they can call me)
(it has taken over me)
(it has taken over me)
I can kiss it when I want
Kiss when I need
Silence kills the mystery
Kiss it when it hurts
Kiss it when I bleed
Oooh love's such a fantasy
Demons ain't got what they came for
Tangled through drops of concrete pores
I saw home
Wisdom ain't what it used to be
Money doesn't grow on dark wood trees
No one ever knows
When I'm feeling down
Hand on the ground
Violence is too far to explode it
Do I hear the call,
keep on marching on
Violence seems too gone to explode it
When I'm feeling down
Hand on the ground
Violence is too far to explode it
Do I hear the call,
keep on marching on
Violence seems too gone to explode it
Hello, hello, Hello...
I can't, I can't, I can't let you go
Hellom hello, hello
Do you ever think of me?
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Janeway, John Gamble, Andrew Lee, Jack Splash, Jesse Phillips, Browan Lollar
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