On the list of things that just might kill me You're right behind quicksand in the nineties, baby With a lot of things that never will be It's like a minefield Stay on the line, please, baby Stay on the line, please Stay on the line, please
Sometimes, always, I get nervous Always something out to hurt us Sticks and stones can break my bones But words, they hurt Lightning strikes, it's been a long time It's my fault, I'm on a fault line Take the blame, of course, it's all mine It gеts worse
On the list of things that just might kill me You'rе right behind quicksand in the nineties, baby With a lot of things that never will be It's like a minefield Stay on the line, please, baby Stay on the line, please Stay on the line, please
Check behind the curtain Open up the back seat Check for strangers Unfamiliar persons Yet another, lastly Plan for danger
Standing when I should be running Crying out but no one's coming Mouth full of blood, I feel nothing Fight or flight, I find I'm freezing Two steps forward, I stop breathing Paralyzed by lies, but leaving hurts the most
On the list of things that just might kill me You're right behind quicksand in the nineties, baby With a lot of things that never will be It's like a minefield Stay on the line please, baby
Check behind the curtain Open up the back seat Check for strangers Unfamiliar persons Yet another, lastly Plan for danger
Matters of exposure What you don't know now Will hurt you later Oxygen, mask down Help yourself now Or you can't help you later
On the list of things that just might kill me You're right behind quicksand in the nineties Carbon dioxide, carbon monoxide Having a breakdown, having to lay down Waiting on read While running a red light Holes in the ozone Calls from the home phone Unanswered texts and sudden deafness Deadly diseases Everyone leaving Everyone leaving, everyone leavingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
