Quiet me down
Violent
Violent
Feel up the town
Silent
Silent
Circle around
Style it
Style it
Quiet me down
Violent
Violent
The waves of cankers on your lips
It had me hoping for a kiss
The way we stare from the hips
Exaggerating
And this is all for us.
Well the things that we said
In a hospital bed
Oh, the things that we said
In a hospital bed
The things you do to me are dangerous and wrong
(Dangerous and wrong)
The things you do
(Dangerous and wrong)
The things you do to me are dangerous and wrong
(Dangerous and wrong)
The things you do
These are the guns that raised me baby
Drink.
F*ck.
Fight.
(Your heaven fines me)
Drink.
F*ck.
Fight.
(Your heaven fines me)
Drink.
F*ck.
Fight.
(Your heaven fines me)
Constrain - The Things You Do Are Dangerous And Wrong Lyrics
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Quiet me down
Violent
Violent
Feel up the town
Silent
Silent
Circle around
Style it
Style it
Quiet me down
Violent
Violent
The waves of cankers on your lips
It had me hoping for a kiss
The way we stare from the hips
Exaggerating
And this is all for us.
Well the things that we said
In a hospital bed
Oh, the things that we said
In a hospital bed
The things you do to me are dangerous and wrong
(Dangerous and wrong)
The things you do
(Dangerous and wrong)
The things you do to me are dangerous and wrong
(Dangerous and wrong)
The things you do
These are the guns that raised me baby
Drink.
F*ck.
Fight.
(Your heaven fines me)
Drink.
F*ck.
Fight.
(Your heaven fines me)
Drink.
F*ck.
Fight.
(Your heaven fines me)
Violent
Violent
Feel up the town
Silent
Silent
Circle around
Style it
Style it
Quiet me down
Violent
Violent
The waves of cankers on your lips
It had me hoping for a kiss
The way we stare from the hips
Exaggerating
And this is all for us.
Well the things that we said
In a hospital bed
Oh, the things that we said
In a hospital bed
The things you do to me are dangerous and wrong
(Dangerous and wrong)
The things you do
(Dangerous and wrong)
The things you do to me are dangerous and wrong
(Dangerous and wrong)
The things you do
These are the guns that raised me baby
Drink.
F*ck.
Fight.
(Your heaven fines me)
Drink.
F*ck.
Fight.
(Your heaven fines me)
Drink.
F*ck.
Fight.
(Your heaven fines me)
Writer: Brenden Sincovich, Jesse Lee
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid