Thursday, July 14, 2011

Pyro, by the Kings of Leon



Single book of matches,
Gonna burn what's standing in the way.
Roaring down the mountain,
Now they're calling on the fire brigade.
Bury all the pictures,
and tell the kids that I'm okay.
If'n I'm forgotten,
You'll remember me for today.

I won't ever be your cornerstone.
I...

All the black inside me
Is slowly seeping from the bone.
Everything I cherish
Is slowly dying, or it's gone.
Little shaken babies
And drunkards seem to all agree,
Once the show gets started,
It's bound to be a sight to see.

I won't ever be your cornerstone.
I don't wanna be here holding on.
I won't ever be your cornerstone.
I...

Watch her roll,
Can you feel it?
Watch her roll,
Can you feel it?

Watch her roll,
Can you feel it?
Watch her roll,
Can you feel it?

I won't ever be your cornerstone.
I don't wanna be here holding on.
I won't ever be your cornerstone.

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