Short Bursts
You looked at me
My blood went cold
You said come on
Who cares be bold
We'll leave before our blood will hit the floor
You looked at me
My lips went dry
You said come on
Who cares we'll die
We'll leave before our blood will hit the floor
You looked at me
My blood turned red
You said come on
Who cares you'll be dead
We'll leave before our blood will hit the floor
So come on in
You're looking rough
You're telling me you've had it tough
So take your hands
so take your hands off my chest
Sit back
Sit back
Loosen your ties
Loosen your knots
Sit back
Sit back
Loosen your neck
And fill your lungs
Sit back
Sit back
Loosen your ties
Loosen your knots
Sit back
Sit back
Loosen your neck
And fill your lungs
Sit back
Sit back
Loosen your tongue
And Loosen those lips
Sit back
Sit back
Loosen your tongue
And loosen those lips
Your silence is bearable
But only in short bursts
and then it becomes uncomfortable
Your silence is bearable
But only in short bursts
and then it becomes uncomfortable
You looked at me
My blood went cold
You said come on
Who cares be bold
We'll leave before our blood will hit the floor
And we'll teach you to die
My blood went cold
You said come on
Who cares be bold
We'll leave before our blood will hit the floor
You looked at me
My lips went dry
You said come on
Who cares we'll die
We'll leave before our blood will hit the floor
You looked at me
My blood turned red
You said come on
Who cares you'll be dead
We'll leave before our blood will hit the floor
So come on in
You're looking rough
You're telling me you've had it tough
So take your hands
so take your hands off my chest
Sit back
Sit back
Loosen your ties
Loosen your knots
Sit back
Sit back
Loosen your neck
And fill your lungs
Sit back
Sit back
Loosen your ties
Loosen your knots
Sit back
Sit back
Loosen your neck
And fill your lungs
Sit back
Sit back
Loosen your tongue
And Loosen those lips
Sit back
Sit back
Loosen your tongue
And loosen those lips
Your silence is bearable
But only in short bursts
and then it becomes uncomfortable
Your silence is bearable
But only in short bursts
and then it becomes uncomfortable
You looked at me
My blood went cold
You said come on
Who cares be bold
We'll leave before our blood will hit the floor
And we'll teach you to die
Credits
Writer(s): Adam John Thompson
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