The scene has retaken shape
It seems your stuck in the middle
The legs of your lover
Have spread for another
(You're invaded) and coming undone
Retrace, recount, reuse
Become, believe, be well
Impress, impose, embark
Conceal, connect, conquer
You give it all
And sometimes fade away
We give it all
We all just fade
It's not love
We're not love
But I'm not perishing
'Cause vengeance holds my hand
To be lost amongst the slaves
(We're shackled) Shackled and blistering
Its now lust that holds my hand
Tonight I'll find my way
So now you think this is safe (huuhh...)
Oh boy you better be careful
I've never had the chance for
This kind of love
(I'm infected) I'm coming undone
Retrace, recount, reuse
Become, believe, be well
Impress, impose, embark
Conceal, connect, conquer
But I'm not perishing
'Cause vengeance holds my hand
To be lost amongst the slaves
(We're shackled) Shackled and blistering
Its now lust that holds my hand
Tonight I'll find my way
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HAMMAinthetrees
Track duration: 03:57
"Life in a Museum" as written by Joe Brown, Dan Arnold
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