Mundane Faces - The Devil That Makes The Buses Late

Twisting and Turning
Whistling and Luring
Churning and Burning
Baby it's hurting
I know you see my point of view
And I see yours too
Perfect
Twisting and Turning
Whistling and Luring
Burning and Churning
Baby it's hurting
I know you see my point of view
And i see yours too
Yours too
Cardboard boxes
Empty squares
You left in your underwear
Picture frames
Dying flames
Stupid shit that i can't bear
Teeth fall out
Colours change
Nothing lost and nothing gained
Maybe don't take that path
Maybe don't go that way
Controlled by your self indulgence
Take it out on someone else
Maybe it's good for your health
Maybe we belong in hell
I know you see my point of view
And I see yours too

Written by:
Lewis Johnson

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