Victim of chance painted with chastity
Follow your gut pray for your sanity
I am not so easily persuaded
I am not so eager to be wounded
I had my doubts in you
You have your eyes on me
Your searching souls for food
I'm not here for the feast
I had my doubts in you
You have your eyes on me
I put the gun to my mouth if you promise as a rule to leave me alone
I'll wash the wounds from your hands if you keep the scars all to yourself
I'll complicate the truth until you find the lie that works best for you
I'll cut the wire to your fuse and leave you to the breeze to blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
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Victim of chance painted with chastity
Follow your gut pray for your sanity
I am not so easily persuaded
I am not so eager to be wounded
I had my doubts in you
You have your eyes on me
Your searching souls for food
I'm not here for the feast
I had my doubts in you
You have your eyes on me
I put the gun to my mouth if you promise as a rule to leave me alone
I'll wash the wounds from your hands if you keep the scars all to yourself
I'll complicate the truth until you find the lie that works best for you
I'll cut the wire to your fuse and leave you to the breeze to blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Follow your gut pray for your sanity
I am not so easily persuaded
I am not so eager to be wounded
I had my doubts in you
You have your eyes on me
Your searching souls for food
I'm not here for the feast
I had my doubts in you
You have your eyes on me
I put the gun to my mouth if you promise as a rule to leave me alone
I'll wash the wounds from your hands if you keep the scars all to yourself
I'll complicate the truth until you find the lie that works best for you
I'll cut the wire to your fuse and leave you to the breeze to blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Just blow away
Writer: Cora Ripatti
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid