Hands Like Houses - Division Symbols Lyrics
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Division Symbols
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What Are The Lyrics For Division Symbols By Hands Like Houses?
I won't ask for a second
I won't ask for a chance I won't look to the heavens I found hell where I stand And I feel like I am fighting a lost cause Just to be heard I can't hear from the howling Drowning every single word Let me count the ways you kill me, you kill me Let me count the ways you Drag me down with every word Out of your mouth, the things we sing out loud When no one's listening! Drag me down with every word Out of your mouth, the things we sing out Loud Let me count the ways you kill me You kill me And I feel like I'm floating Faced down in a crowd Caught up in the current In an ocean of sounds How did this room become so crowded With no walls to keep us in How did we end up here Surrounded on all sides Yet so alone Let me count the ways you kill me You kill me Let me count the ways you Drag me down with every word Out of your mouth, the things we sing out loud When no one's listening! Drag me down with every word Out of your mouth, the things we sing out Loud Let me count the ways you kill me You kill me Alone in this house Were all broken and hopeless Again and again and again We fight till its over, it's over, it's over It's over again I won't' look to the heavens I found hell where I stand Let me count the ways you Drag me down with every word Out of your mouth, the things we sing out loud When no one's listening Drag me down with every word Out of your mouth, the things we sing out Loud Let me count the ways you kill me You kill me |
Who Wrote Division Symbols By Hands Like Houses?
Matt Cooper, Alex Pearson, Michael Green, Matt Parkitny, Woodley Trenton, Joel Tyrrell
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