Shoot For Seven

It's just a matter of time

It's just a matter of time

Waking up and feeling every dream that passes through you and me

It's easier to pretend these nightmares are in the narrative

Well as we read the programs of our lives and practice our lines

This must be a sign

When your throat can't push out those words that you've rehearsed in time

your heart beats so hard you can feel it beating through your ribs

Now I feel your fingers rolling down my face

You haven't said a word, you just continue to trace slow

This is the last time I try to reason with you

Wash your (wash your) hands in (hands in) fire just to feel them burn

This is something worth keeping believe me,

This is something worth keeping believe me,

Its burning inside me,

Its burning inside me,

Its burning inside me,

Inside me

Its burning inside me,

Its burning inside me,

Its burning inside me,

Inside me

Its burning inside me,

Its burning inside me,

Its burning inside me,

In...side... ME!!!!!!!

I hope you're choking on those words that you said to me

On those words