Baiya

You wanted all the bip
You wanted all the

Glass eye, broken jaw
400 legs kick down my door
On my life I swear I saw: the city burn, the jackals crawl
 [bad word] Now I was dead before I hit the floor
I never stood a chance
waste of sympathy, burn all your effigies
I’m not a saint, but you’re a sin
I can feel you creeping
 [bad word] 
All [bad word] is breaking loose
Feel your fingers down my back
Leaving tracks, house of cards gonna collapse
From under you
All [bad word] is breaking loose
As you’re breathing down my neck
Tenderness is the only weapon left, [bad word] you

You want it on the, on the, on the, on the
You want it on the

You cry-wolf, you get a … , don’t close your eyes, keep dreaming on
Heads will roll for what you stole
Keep playing your broken game
 [bad word] Now I was dead before I hit the floor
I can’t escape the siren song
waste of sympathy, burn all your effigies
I’m not a saint, but you’re a sin
I can feel you creeping
 [bad word] 
All [bad word] is breaking loose
Feel your fingers down my back
Leaving tracks, house of cards gonna collapse
From under you
All [bad word] is breaking loose
As you’re breathing down my neck
Tenderness is the only weapon left, [bad word] you
All [bad word] is breaking loose
Do my fingers down my back
In the tracks, also … don’t look alike
From under you
All [bad word] is breaking loose
As you’re breathing down my neck
Tenderness is the only weapon left, [bad word] you

And now we’re standing back to back, to back, to back, to back
On an only stage the players play on
And you turn around and see, see ṗeople, free people stream
Forever folding into you

All [bad word] is breaking loose
Feel your fingers down my back
Leaving tracks, house of cards gonna collapse
From under you
All [bad word] is breaking loose
As you’re breathing down my neck
Tenderness is the only weapon left, [bad word] you