fire / clay
Oww!
You've got a toolbox, darling?
Come, give me a hand and a leg
And a head hey, why don't you
Just replace my body?
Wear your hardwork boots, baby
I can get difficult
I know you think you're all that
But we'll just have to wait and see
I ran a practice round
And she crumbled to the floor
Cracked and blistered, hardened
But what else is fire for?
You're playin' with fire, baby
I sculpt men from clay
I try to keep it friendly
They all run away
Become a mob with pitchforks
Then they burn it down
You're playin with fire, baby
And i've warned you now
You don't seem like the fixing type
No savior complex in sight
So what do you think
You want from me?
I've got a few lose screws and you've
Got some time to kill so who
Said that we couldn't
At least just try?
Who do we think we're kidding?
You're not employee of the month
I'm trying to fill a position
Of someone i hired once
You're playin' with fire, baby
I sculpt men from clay
My head fills up with diesel when
I don't get my way
Put down the matches, let me
Give you some advice
You're playin with fire, baby
And i've warned you twice
I dont know who i'm kidding
You're not a therapist
And i'm just some fucked-up person
Who is looking to be fixed
One, Two, Three Four!!!!!
You're playin with fire, baby
I fear me the most
And nothing ever changes
When i'm diagnosed
This is your final warning
We'll go down in flames
If you get burnt, well, babe, i'm
Not the one to blame
You've got a toolbox, darling?
Come, give me a hand and a leg
And a head hey, why don't you
Just replace my body?
Wear your hardwork boots, baby
I can get difficult
I know you think you're all that
But we'll just have to wait and see
I ran a practice round
And she crumbled to the floor
Cracked and blistered, hardened
But what else is fire for?
You're playin' with fire, baby
I sculpt men from clay
I try to keep it friendly
They all run away
Become a mob with pitchforks
Then they burn it down
You're playin with fire, baby
And i've warned you now
You don't seem like the fixing type
No savior complex in sight
So what do you think
You want from me?
I've got a few lose screws and you've
Got some time to kill so who
Said that we couldn't
At least just try?
Who do we think we're kidding?
You're not employee of the month
I'm trying to fill a position
Of someone i hired once
You're playin' with fire, baby
I sculpt men from clay
My head fills up with diesel when
I don't get my way
Put down the matches, let me
Give you some advice
You're playin with fire, baby
And i've warned you twice
I dont know who i'm kidding
You're not a therapist
And i'm just some fucked-up person
Who is looking to be fixed
One, Two, Three Four!!!!!
You're playin with fire, baby
I fear me the most
And nothing ever changes
When i'm diagnosed
This is your final warning
We'll go down in flames
If you get burnt, well, babe, i'm
Not the one to blame
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