Playing Dead
False impressions can delight me
No transgressions, no reality
Your discretion lacks or mine does
My coercion tact, I have none
Round in circles, floating free until it drops
And it always does
When all my fears return again
A final trick to learn, the end
My obsession won't allow me
To face rejection, fear is blinding
Pounding forward
Sure, it's never coming back
But it always does
When all my fears return again
A wounded wick will burn, and then
You're quickly putting out my flame (quickly putting out my flame)
And you're not showing any shame
You wrap your fingers 'round my throat
And you won't release it 'til I'm playing dead
You're telling me that you're unsure (telling me that you're unsure)
We've both been here before
I'm only lying to myself
But I know what's coming next
You're quickly putting out my flame (quickly putting out my flame)
And you're not showing any shame
You wrap your fingers 'round my throat
And you won't release it 'til I'm playing dead
You're telling me that you're unsure (telling me that you're unsure)
But we've both been here before
I'm only lying to myself
But I know what's coming next
When all my fears return again
A wounded wick will burn, and then
All my fears return again
A final trick to learn, the end, whoa
No transgressions, no reality
Your discretion lacks or mine does
My coercion tact, I have none
Round in circles, floating free until it drops
And it always does
When all my fears return again
A final trick to learn, the end
My obsession won't allow me
To face rejection, fear is blinding
Pounding forward
Sure, it's never coming back
But it always does
When all my fears return again
A wounded wick will burn, and then
You're quickly putting out my flame (quickly putting out my flame)
And you're not showing any shame
You wrap your fingers 'round my throat
And you won't release it 'til I'm playing dead
You're telling me that you're unsure (telling me that you're unsure)
We've both been here before
I'm only lying to myself
But I know what's coming next
You're quickly putting out my flame (quickly putting out my flame)
And you're not showing any shame
You wrap your fingers 'round my throat
And you won't release it 'til I'm playing dead
You're telling me that you're unsure (telling me that you're unsure)
But we've both been here before
I'm only lying to myself
But I know what's coming next
When all my fears return again
A wounded wick will burn, and then
All my fears return again
A final trick to learn, the end, whoa
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Writer(s): James J Vacca
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