Knife Fight at the Mormon Church
Came upon the last line
It seems like every time
I give up
I've lost myself again
Put my life on rewind
The daylight is saving time
By leaving
You behind!!
I'll take it back someday
And then start again one day!
(Back up your front!!)
(Back up your front!!)
Then you'll be something that I gain
(Stealing the feeling you shot in cold blood!!)
I'll take it back someday
And then start again one day!
(Back up your front!!)
(Back up your front!!)
Then you'll be something that I gain
(Stealing the feeling you shot in cold blood!)
(Cold blood!!)
I come upon the last lines
It seems like everytime
I stand up
I lost my place again
This time it's a new sound
Battlefield's a playground
Her orders:
Shoot to kill!!
I'll take it back someday
And then start again one day!
(Back up your front!!)
(Back up your front!!)
Then you'll be something that I gain
(Stealing the feeling you shot in cold blood!!)
And I'll take it back someday
And then start again one day!
(Back up your front!!)
(Back up your front!!)
Then you'll be something that I gain
(Stealing the feeling you shot in cold blood!!)
Can't find my number, can't take it
And in the life, we can't break it
Contaminate the air with your words!
Break!!
The dawn!!
And praise!!
The sun!!
It seems like every time
I give up
I've lost myself again
Put my life on rewind
The daylight is saving time
By leaving
You behind!!
I'll take it back someday
And then start again one day!
(Back up your front!!)
(Back up your front!!)
Then you'll be something that I gain
(Stealing the feeling you shot in cold blood!!)
I'll take it back someday
And then start again one day!
(Back up your front!!)
(Back up your front!!)
Then you'll be something that I gain
(Stealing the feeling you shot in cold blood!)
(Cold blood!!)
I come upon the last lines
It seems like everytime
I stand up
I lost my place again
This time it's a new sound
Battlefield's a playground
Her orders:
Shoot to kill!!
I'll take it back someday
And then start again one day!
(Back up your front!!)
(Back up your front!!)
Then you'll be something that I gain
(Stealing the feeling you shot in cold blood!!)
And I'll take it back someday
And then start again one day!
(Back up your front!!)
(Back up your front!!)
Then you'll be something that I gain
(Stealing the feeling you shot in cold blood!!)
Can't find my number, can't take it
And in the life, we can't break it
Contaminate the air with your words!
Break!!
The dawn!!
And praise!!
The sun!!
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Clark Forsman, Thomas Joseph Erak, Timothy Christopher Ward
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