Operator Please - Terminal Disease lyrics

In the black of the night

There's somethin' waiting there to ba-ba-ba-bite

There's somethin' waiting in the shadows

and they lust for you to follow

The mystery creates a fog

Not even movement's separate it

My fearful knowledge is outdated

i'll wear my brave and it's on my sleeve

Built tough! Road-tested, professional terminal disease

Built tough! Road-tested, professional terminal disease

I'll pull the trigger on four

It's not that hard to see you're dangerous

If I had arrows I would feel no threat

unpick the locks on five

hide in a hidden space on fire

It's really hard to see the reflection

The thoughtful thoughts oh baby forget them

cause strings and silence never mix baby

Tonight your skin is curdling white

You know you'll never ever cure it

So bite down your bottom lip

So bite down your bottom lip

And when you're feeling kinda queasy

And your eyes begin to sharpen

The moon is shining it on your path

I wear my brave it's and it's on my sleeve

Built tough! Road-tested, professional terminal disease

Built tough! Road-tested, professional terminal disease

Thanks to taylor [myspace.com/115998995] for these lyrics