Woodwork

Fix your hair, pack your wares, you're leaving
Not a care, anywhere, this evening
You can tell this one yes, you can turn this one down, no reason
You've found your own way to turn God's gift into freedom

The heat of the day, you can sleep it away
Lay your head, on a bed, by the sea
Watch the day turn to dusk as the breeze stirs the dust
Watch the day turn into dusk

Fix your hair, pack your wares, you're leaving
Not a care, anywhere, this evening
You can tell this one yes, you can turn this one down, no reason
You've found your own way to turn God's gift into freedom

Night is the time, with senses alive
It's the time to take what they've got
See the world on your terms, pick and choose who to turn
It's all there, for a girl at the top

In and out of the woodwork again
Falling in and out of the woodwork again

The heat of the day, you can sleep it away
Lay your head, on a bed, by the sea
Watch the day turn to dusk as the breeze stirs the dust
Watch the day turn into dusk

Come out
Come out
Of the woodwork



Credits
Writer(s): Dav Petrunich, Dav Petrunich 50%, Seth Rafkin, Seth Rafkin 50%
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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