Ryan Bingham — Twist the Knife
Album: They Call Us The Lucky OnesAvg rating:
Your rating:
Total ratings: 3
Length: 0:00
Plays (last 30 days): 0
I've been alone on the wrong side of town
Shakin' off the cold and laughin' out loud
A look from your eyes tells me everything's fine
A kiss from your lips helps me put out my lights
Cause I feel your heart beatin' on top of mine
As I feel the morning bring in the sunshine
I can't recall where I may have gone
You say it's the moon is anyone's call
I've been around since anyone's guess
If I drop your mic will I pass your test
You say I never get anything right
You just don't believe it til they twist the knife
You asked me if I have any regrets
I wished I bet my last 100 on red
It's been a while since I've seen your face
Sorry if somehow you feel outta place
I've been a feelin' like that my whole life
You just don't believe it til they twist the knife
I hit the highway and wound up in jail
I lick my wounds from the hand that was held
Roaming I ramble and run from my own
Much like a song from an old rolling stone
Been where I've been, had to leave where I'd gone
And all I can think of is getting back home
So I can feel your heartbeat on top of mine
And hope that the morning can untwist the knife
I've felt the love and the violence that blooms
Wounded the silence and broke out the tomb
Cut down the back road my thumb in the air
Jumped on a train that was goin' nowhere
Still to this day there just ain't nothin' like
The ache in your heartbreak when they twist the knife
Shakin' off the cold and laughin' out loud
A look from your eyes tells me everything's fine
A kiss from your lips helps me put out my lights
Cause I feel your heart beatin' on top of mine
As I feel the morning bring in the sunshine
I can't recall where I may have gone
You say it's the moon is anyone's call
I've been around since anyone's guess
If I drop your mic will I pass your test
You say I never get anything right
You just don't believe it til they twist the knife
You asked me if I have any regrets
I wished I bet my last 100 on red
It's been a while since I've seen your face
Sorry if somehow you feel outta place
I've been a feelin' like that my whole life
You just don't believe it til they twist the knife
I hit the highway and wound up in jail
I lick my wounds from the hand that was held
Roaming I ramble and run from my own
Much like a song from an old rolling stone
Been where I've been, had to leave where I'd gone
And all I can think of is getting back home
So I can feel your heartbeat on top of mine
And hope that the morning can untwist the knife
I've felt the love and the violence that blooms
Wounded the silence and broke out the tomb
Cut down the back road my thumb in the air
Jumped on a train that was goin' nowhere
Still to this day there just ain't nothin' like
The ache in your heartbreak when they twist the knife
Comments (0)add comment


