Wires & Lights - Cuts

Cut out the lies
No time for the fake distractions
Cut out the dead
More room for the living ones to thrive
Cut to the chase
Our hero's in all the action
The cuts on your face have stories
We've read them before and want you back from the line

Hey
Get out of the way

Too poor for the poor house
But there's gold hidden inside us
We'll be coming to your house when you're old
We never forget
And in the silence in between
If you hear a murmur
It's just a train that's rolling by
Full of sharp knives
Won't interrupt your day

Cuts aren't so clean
They seem to be so infectious
The cuts to the scene
Took out all realities of life
It's cutting me up
Don't want to see more reflections
Cut to the close-up
I can see through your eyes
And read between all the lines

Hey
Don't throw it away

Too poor for the poor house
But there's gold hidden inside us
We'll be coming to your house when you're old
We never forget
And in the silence in between
If you hear a murmur
It's just a train that's rolling by
Full of sharp knives
Won't interrupt your day

Too poor for the poor house
But there's gold hidden inside us
We'll be coming to your house when you're old
We never forget
And in the silence in between
If you hear a murmur
It's just a train that's rolling by
Full of sharp knives
Won't interrupt your day

Written by:
Justin Stephens

Publisher:
Lyrics © SCHUBERT MUSIC PUBLISHING INC.

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