Roy
If I pose enough threat, if I pull on the thread, will you try?
If I open the tear with my best stare, will you buy?
If I smash down the walls, if I ignore your calls, will you believe?
If I choke out the sun, if I blister the hum, will you breathe?
Am I almost there? With my death stare, will you kneel?
I am baby's breath, I dance with death, will you kneel?
I'm sorry for the things that I said, I danced 'til my feet bled
I'm never gonna die
Ooh, take the posers instead, the narcs, the fakes, and the Feds
I'm gonna fly (whoo)
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, babe
Baby, baby, baby
I'm a smart man, but I'm dumb for you
If I see myself, if I give 'em hell, will you fly?
If I cut off the head of the hand that fed, are you mine?
If I pummel and maim, if I piss up the drain, will you hear?
If I pull at your hair, scream bloody air, "Come near"
If I cut at the clef, if I rip at its neck, will you cheer?
I am baby's breath, I dance with death, will you kneel?
I'm sorry for the things that I said, I danced 'til my feet bled
I'm never gonna die
Ooh, take the posers instead, the narcs, the fakes, and the Feds
I'm gonna fly (whoo)
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, babe
Baby, baby, baby
I'm a smart man, but I'm dumb for you
Babe, baby, baby
I said, baby, baby, baby
Wow, wow, wow
Babe, baby, baby
If I open the tear with my best stare, will you buy?
If I smash down the walls, if I ignore your calls, will you believe?
If I choke out the sun, if I blister the hum, will you breathe?
Am I almost there? With my death stare, will you kneel?
I am baby's breath, I dance with death, will you kneel?
I'm sorry for the things that I said, I danced 'til my feet bled
I'm never gonna die
Ooh, take the posers instead, the narcs, the fakes, and the Feds
I'm gonna fly (whoo)
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, babe
Baby, baby, baby
I'm a smart man, but I'm dumb for you
If I see myself, if I give 'em hell, will you fly?
If I cut off the head of the hand that fed, are you mine?
If I pummel and maim, if I piss up the drain, will you hear?
If I pull at your hair, scream bloody air, "Come near"
If I cut at the clef, if I rip at its neck, will you cheer?
I am baby's breath, I dance with death, will you kneel?
I'm sorry for the things that I said, I danced 'til my feet bled
I'm never gonna die
Ooh, take the posers instead, the narcs, the fakes, and the Feds
I'm gonna fly (whoo)
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, babe
Baby, baby, baby
I'm a smart man, but I'm dumb for you
Babe, baby, baby
I said, baby, baby, baby
Wow, wow, wow
Babe, baby, baby
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Talbot, Adam Devonshire, Lee Kiernan, Jonathan Beavis, Mark Bowen
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