Ambient Abuse

I was an open book
'til I found out
Animals aren't the most dangerous species
A leak of your blood
I can smell
A hundred miles away your wound is open

I've been held down to my knees
Too afraid to inhale
I felt safe beneath your feet
I've been held down under siege
Too afraid to control
I felt hate beneath your smile

To tame the perfect race
Never hit the ground
A hundred miles away wings must have flipped
Now your getting close
And I can see
Your wounds are covered up with cheap perfume



Credits
Writer(s): Jan Petersen, Michael Tagesen, Jonas Eik Borja
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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