Legs (Acoustic Version)
Come around as you are
Like a sad, slow song on the radio, conflicted and charming
Soft lips, legs twitch in your car
You put a Deftones song on the radio and slip out of your clothes
You're talking to strangers and walking on razors
You block out the entrance from the inside
You're calling on danger, your touch growing stranger
You block out the entrance from the inside
Just come around as you were
Like a sad, slow song on the radio
Who's short on whose leash, and why's it feel so right
When you block out restraint and you stay tonight?
Stay tonight; from the inside
You're talking to strangers and walking on razors
You block out the entrance from the inside
You're calling on danger, your touch growing stranger
You block out the entrance from the inside
Come around, come around, come, come, come around
Come around, come around, come, come, come around
Come around, come around, come, come, come around
Come around, come around; from the inside
You're talking to strangers and walking on razors
You block out the entrance from the inside
You're calling on danger, my little martyr, my savior
You block out the entrance from the inside
Like a sad, slow song on the radio, conflicted and charming
Soft lips, legs twitch in your car
You put a Deftones song on the radio and slip out of your clothes
You're talking to strangers and walking on razors
You block out the entrance from the inside
You're calling on danger, your touch growing stranger
You block out the entrance from the inside
Just come around as you were
Like a sad, slow song on the radio
Who's short on whose leash, and why's it feel so right
When you block out restraint and you stay tonight?
Stay tonight; from the inside
You're talking to strangers and walking on razors
You block out the entrance from the inside
You're calling on danger, your touch growing stranger
You block out the entrance from the inside
Come around, come around, come, come, come around
Come around, come around, come, come, come around
Come around, come around, come, come, come around
Come around, come around; from the inside
You're talking to strangers and walking on razors
You block out the entrance from the inside
You're calling on danger, my little martyr, my savior
You block out the entrance from the inside
Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Thomas Cash
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