Our Swords

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Out on the wall sounds of banging Is constant coming from your head And desperate the calls came and ringing From those wanna wring your neck Your neck [Verse 2] Open your mouth sounds of breathing Found it spilling from your face Best to be dim to the humbling Traffic stomping on your name [Chorus] Count on us all falling our own swords tonight [Verse 3] Chilling walk home down the portions Roads there leading straight to your place Look like the tin can would swallow the kitchen Plugging up your space [Chorus] Count on us all stepping on our toes tonight [Outro] Count on us all stepping on our toes Count on us all to fall on our own swords tonight
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Credits
- Writers
- Sera Cahoone
- Tim Meinig
- Chris Early
- Mat Brooke
- Ben Bridwell