small house (b side) - empty atlas lyrics
let’s play a game that gives you good reason to shout
you carefully inspect my mouth to find the words i can’t get out
you’ll know you’ve won when i slowly walk away
you live to fight another day ’til someone else treats you the same
i’m hanging from a short string; i’m a puppet, a plaything
but i can think for myself when i’m left on the top shelf
and i pull the cord to hear you say the words i choose
“i love you so; you know i do.” i’m sure at one time that was true
i’m at the point that i can’t figure which is worse
to hear you prove how well you
curse, or to recite what you’ve rehe*rs*d
i’m hanging from a short string; i’m a puppet, a plaything
but i can think for myself when i’m left on the top shelf
of all your deeds, the most wicked one may be
the day you left and you broke what i believed
i’m hanging from a short string; i’m a puppet, a plaything
but i can think for myself when i’m left on the top shelf
i’m here with my own thoughts, and i realize that i’m not
meant to be left out; it gets lonely in this small house
Random Song Lyrics :
- ghosty - leto lyrics
- milujeme túto dobu - nerieš lyrics
- hello - moore lyrics
- wake - tritia lyrics
- what is the python language and how is it present in engineering? - author lyrics
- go with it - nashville cast lyrics
- the fuck - aimless device lyrics
- drown - بروجيكت 69 | project-final-69 - xdrown lyrics
- ultimo treno - barf lyrics
- inhale - dramatone lyrics