Blindfolds and Magic Bullets
Wait for me
If there's the slightest chance
That some day you will
Say to me
"There's a world in my head
And I want you to hold the key."
My closet's full of skeletons and pain
Change with me
Like a moth to the flame
I've been drawn to the signs
That aim to belief
There's a time and a place
But who's one to say?
I had a home but I gave it away
I was lost on my own
When you're young you can play
But it's not just enough
All the words that I bring
There's amends to be made
And it's all coming back for me
My closet's full of skeletons and pain
My closet's full of everything we hate
There's no time for regret
And now's not the time to forget
I push our backs against the wall
For the firing squad
I push our backs against the wall
For the firing squad
My closet's full of skeletons and pain
My closet's full of everything we hate
I push our backs against the wall
For the firing squad
I push our backs against the wall
For the firing squad
I push our backs against the wall
For the firing squad
I push our backs against the wall
For the firing squad
If there's the slightest chance
That some day you will
Say to me
"There's a world in my head
And I want you to hold the key."
My closet's full of skeletons and pain
Change with me
Like a moth to the flame
I've been drawn to the signs
That aim to belief
There's a time and a place
But who's one to say?
I had a home but I gave it away
I was lost on my own
When you're young you can play
But it's not just enough
All the words that I bring
There's amends to be made
And it's all coming back for me
My closet's full of skeletons and pain
My closet's full of everything we hate
There's no time for regret
And now's not the time to forget
I push our backs against the wall
For the firing squad
I push our backs against the wall
For the firing squad
My closet's full of skeletons and pain
My closet's full of everything we hate
I push our backs against the wall
For the firing squad
I push our backs against the wall
For the firing squad
I push our backs against the wall
For the firing squad
I push our backs against the wall
For the firing squad
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Horstmann
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