Brightburn
Running With Scissors
GENRE Cold shoulders
Cold feet
It will always be the source of my defeat
A broken heart
Worn on my sleeve
Exposed for all to see
Running with scissors
But we will never slip
Slow dancing on razor blades
My hands against your hips
We will never slip
Lets sink this ship while the waters shallow
It was doomed from the start
You got to close and I tore you apart
I’ve never been good at keeping close
All the ones I need the most
So set the fuel
I’ll light the flame
And When they look to you
I’ll take the blame
Running with scissors
But I will nеver slip
Slow dancing on razor blades
My hands against your hips
We will nеver slip
Cold feet
It will always be the source of my defeat
A broken heart
Worn on my sleeve
Exposed for all to see
Running with scissors
But we will never slip
Slow dancing on razor blades
My hands against your hips
We will never slip
Lets sink this ship while the waters shallow
It was doomed from the start
You got to close and I tore you apart
I’ve never been good at keeping close
All the ones I need the most
So set the fuel
I’ll light the flame
And When they look to you
I’ll take the blame
Running with scissors
But I will nеver slip
Slow dancing on razor blades
My hands against your hips
We will nеver slip
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