Warning Shot
I'm sick of being cold
We could be the children of a cult
We've got a live one here
I Think he cries real life tears
I can play hard
Try and see beyond the stars
We can look for heaven if you want
Life can be deathly dull
You can't set me free
Whichever way I'm falling I will lean
This could be a warning shot
To the men lost out at sea
You always know
Before the more obvious signs show
This could be a warning shot
To the men lost out at sea
Everything is old
Does exactly as it's told
Everything that happened before
Same thing your parents saw
Body in it's prime
I could draw your figure with a line
Everything's a building site
Maybe just a state of mind
You can't set me free
Whichever way I'm falling I will lean
This could be a warning shot
To the men lost out at sea
You always know
Before the more obvious signs show
This could be a warning shot
To the men lost out at sea
There's a panic at the door
A funny shadow on the wall
It's a feeling so raw
I've never felt before
Hold me in the chair
Folding up my hands in a prayer
Another habit to support
And always falling short
You can't set me free
Whichever way I'm falling I will lean
This could be a warning shot
To the men lost out at sea
You always know
Before the more obvious signs show
This could be a warning shot
To the men lost out at sea
We could be the children of a cult
We've got a live one here
I Think he cries real life tears
I can play hard
Try and see beyond the stars
We can look for heaven if you want
Life can be deathly dull
You can't set me free
Whichever way I'm falling I will lean
This could be a warning shot
To the men lost out at sea
You always know
Before the more obvious signs show
This could be a warning shot
To the men lost out at sea
Everything is old
Does exactly as it's told
Everything that happened before
Same thing your parents saw
Body in it's prime
I could draw your figure with a line
Everything's a building site
Maybe just a state of mind
You can't set me free
Whichever way I'm falling I will lean
This could be a warning shot
To the men lost out at sea
You always know
Before the more obvious signs show
This could be a warning shot
To the men lost out at sea
There's a panic at the door
A funny shadow on the wall
It's a feeling so raw
I've never felt before
Hold me in the chair
Folding up my hands in a prayer
Another habit to support
And always falling short
You can't set me free
Whichever way I'm falling I will lean
This could be a warning shot
To the men lost out at sea
You always know
Before the more obvious signs show
This could be a warning shot
To the men lost out at sea
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Writer(s): Tom Visser
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