Shake What Sticks
Been on the road but the road was on fire
Melt me
Dripping inside
Lost in the woods of a lovely disguise
Found me
Starving hunting for time
I feel my enemy close
But I'm growing tired
And she's
Gonna find the pieces I hide
I'm in the mood for something
That can shake what sticks
I feel the wind in my hair
From her finger tips
Low burns the flame
Of a buried desire
Left me
Searching for light
Dark in the depths of my wondering mind
I see
Though my eyes stay shut tight
I feel my enemy close
But I've grown tired
And she's
Gonna find the pieces I hide
I'm in the mood for something
That can shake what sticks
I feel the wind in my hair
From her finger tips
Oh that dance with the devil I knew
But theres no dancing when
The devil is you
But there's no dancing with a devil that's you
But there's no dancing with a devil that's you
(I'm in the mood for something that can shake what sticks
I feel my enemy close but I've grown tired)
And she's)
Gonna find the pieces I hide
I'm in the mood for something
That can shake what sticks
I feel the wind in my hair
From her finger tips
Oh that dance with the devil I knew
But there's no dancing when
The devil is you
But there's no dancing when
The devil is you
Melt me
Dripping inside
Lost in the woods of a lovely disguise
Found me
Starving hunting for time
I feel my enemy close
But I'm growing tired
And she's
Gonna find the pieces I hide
I'm in the mood for something
That can shake what sticks
I feel the wind in my hair
From her finger tips
Low burns the flame
Of a buried desire
Left me
Searching for light
Dark in the depths of my wondering mind
I see
Though my eyes stay shut tight
I feel my enemy close
But I've grown tired
And she's
Gonna find the pieces I hide
I'm in the mood for something
That can shake what sticks
I feel the wind in my hair
From her finger tips
Oh that dance with the devil I knew
But theres no dancing when
The devil is you
But there's no dancing with a devil that's you
But there's no dancing with a devil that's you
(I'm in the mood for something that can shake what sticks
I feel my enemy close but I've grown tired)
And she's)
Gonna find the pieces I hide
I'm in the mood for something
That can shake what sticks
I feel the wind in my hair
From her finger tips
Oh that dance with the devil I knew
But there's no dancing when
The devil is you
But there's no dancing when
The devil is you
Credits
Writer(s): Chelsea Walsh
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