Folding Back
I don't mind
Fucking around
And killing time
She's a disease, I put my life on the line
I'm saving face for the winter; when the sun doesn't shine
I've been waiting for you to come down
Red blisters and precious fallout
(I just want you)
To feel safe with me again
Breaking back, put your shoulders to mine
(Folding back, put your shoulders to mine)
It's all so fucking stupid, we've got limited time
(We were sleeping in your bedroom for the very last time)
And I caught you staring right into my eyes
Oh no
Fucking around
And killing time
She's a disease, I put my life on the line
I'm saving face for the winter; when the sun doesn't shine
I've been waiting for you to come down
Red blisters and precious fallout
(I just want you)
To feel safe with me again
Breaking back, put your shoulders to mine
(Folding back, put your shoulders to mine)
It's all so fucking stupid, we've got limited time
(We were sleeping in your bedroom for the very last time)
And I caught you staring right into my eyes
Oh no
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Writer(s): John Williams
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