I Will Play My Game Beneath The Spin Light Lyrics

I Will Play My Game Beneath The Spin Light lyrics

The time has come for colds and overcoats. We're quiet on the ride, we're all
just waiting to get home. Another week away, my greatest fear. I need the smell
of summer, I need its noises in my ears. If looks could really kill, then my
profession would staring. Please know we do this cause we care and not for the
thrill. Collect calls to home to tell them that I realize that everyone who
lives will someday die and die alone. And we won't let you in. Though we're
down and out. We won't let you in. I wrote more postcards than hooks. I read
more maps than books. Feel like every chance to leave is another chance I
should have took. Every minute is a mile. I've never felt so hallow. I'm an old
abandoned church with broken pews and empty aisles. My secrets for a buck. Watch
me as I cut myself wide open on this stage. Yes, I am paid to spill my guts. I
won't see home till spring. Oh, I would kill for the Atlantic, but I am paid to
make girls panic while I sing. And we won't let you in. Though we're down and
out.
We won't let you in. And we won't let you in. We don't want what isn't
ours. We won't let you in. You win. And the coastline is quiet. While we're
quietly losing control. Yes, we're silent but sure we inventened the cure that
will wash out my memories of her. "The harpoon is loaded. The cage is lowered.
The water is red." Like you.