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Lyrics: Dillinger Escape Plan. Phone Home.

Take fire out of Heaven's clenched
Fist cracks slip between my desire
To keep your broken heart bleeding

Just hold tight and tell another fuckin' joke
To pacify the urge for suicide
You know, it won't keep waitin'

So you say goodbye
'Cause I never want to hear another word about you and I
You know, you never stop

Now we started out just running out
Spreading like wings
And we are one
I pulled you right out of the gutter
When I could have bee lined

We started out just running out
Spreading like wings
And what were we supposed to do?
You belong to me
And what are we supposed to do?

Suck it in, spit it out, you know that two's a crowd
Expectant mother's stillborn baby beauty cries aloud
And tries to tell you what I'm about

Now don't you worry about a little thing
Like this it only hurts just a bit I promise
I'm gonna take you a mile high

So don't you cry 'cause it'll just be
Baby baby baby nonstop
Until the end of the night, so keep your mouth shut

We started out just running out
Spreading like wings
And we are one
I pulled you right out of the gutter
When I could have bee lined

We started out just running out
Spreading like wings
And what were we supposed to do?
You belong to me
And what are we supposed to do?

I can tell, you're a good fuck
Just by the way you wear that innocent look
Don't you know that enough is never enough
I made you now you are property, I can't discard

We started out just running out
Spreading like wings
And what were we supposed to do?