You're holding back You're hard to read Your a 21st century kind You're lighting fast Built for speed A tight lipped modern mind An architect Of grand romance You're a mystery of disguise You're holed up in your house Just waiting for the fire You're buttoned down All sown up You're an ontological soul Cold hard truth Only proof What we already know
You're gonna need a claw hammer Oh my Lord To bust on through And break down your walls Loosen your lips Slacken that jaw It's gonna take a claw hammer Oh my Lord
Look at us fools Being used We're totally dumb, surprised Waiting for you to share with us The myth behind the lies Come on out Throw us a bone We want to know your intentions Are you fake For goodness sake Or the Mother of Invention You're buttoned down All sown up You're an ontological soul Cold hard truth Only proof What we already know
You're gonna need a claw hammer Oh my Lord To bust on through And break down your walls Loosen your lips Slacken that jaw It's gonna take a claw hammer Oh my Lord
You're gonna need a claw hammer Oh my Lord To bust on through And break down your walls Loosen your lips Slacken that jaw It's gonna take a claw hammer Oh my Lord It's gonna take a claw hammer Oh my Lord It's gonna take a claw hammer Oh my LordTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
