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Corpse Paint (feat. Ryan Patrick White) Video (MV)






The Lows - Corpse Paint (feat. Ryan Patrick White) Lyrics




We were invincible
We were the flames that warmed the limbs of the man that got caught in the grip of winters hands
Grinding my fists into the wall
I should be loosening your teeth
Shame on us you fooled us all
I have lost control
And it's all coming to a screeching halt
We're head over heels, gripping the steering wheel
The glass, it stings as windows combust around me
Bit clean through my tongue
Spit out a slew of words that would make no sense
Laid face down in it
I'm a mess
I can't tell you how beautiful this was
How I enjoyed the time spent, I'd sooner wire my jaw shut
I have lost control
And it's all coming to a screeching halt
We're head over heels, gripping the steering wheel
The glass, it stings as windows combust around me
I spill, I pour out everything
So all the world can see how full of shit everyone can be
And I, I'm not the man I thought I was
A horde of insecurities and bad choices buried in my bones and blood
It's on the tip of my tongue, all the truths we share
Secrets to bear, an opus left unsung
Nothing's ever going to work out
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We were invincible
We were the flames that warmed the limbs of the man that got caught in the grip of winters hands
Grinding my fists into the wall
I should be loosening your teeth
Shame on us you fooled us all
I have lost control
And it's all coming to a screeching halt
We're head over heels, gripping the steering wheel
The glass, it stings as windows combust around me
Bit clean through my tongue
Spit out a slew of words that would make no sense
Laid face down in it
I'm a mess
I can't tell you how beautiful this was
How I enjoyed the time spent, I'd sooner wire my jaw shut
I have lost control
And it's all coming to a screeching halt
We're head over heels, gripping the steering wheel
The glass, it stings as windows combust around me
I spill, I pour out everything
So all the world can see how full of shit everyone can be
And I, I'm not the man I thought I was
A horde of insecurities and bad choices buried in my bones and blood
It's on the tip of my tongue, all the truths we share
Secrets to bear, an opus left unsung
Nothing's ever going to work out
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Writer: Blake Sturchio, Brian Bellitto, James Ward, Jason Grant, Joseph Longobardi, Ryan White
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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