Strung to your ribcage
par Biffy Clyro
lyricscopy.com
You´ll never catch me.
My belly is black, and, red.
Black and red. [x3]
You complete me.
Fucking say it, fucking say it, fucking say it.
It´s like you´re meant to be a hostage, another hostage, will eat you alive.
Fucking say it, fucking say it, fucking say it.
I take it for granted, that you´ll feel at home.
You complete me.
When you flirt it makes me nauseous, I´m fucking nauseous, and I´ll eat you... alive.
I take it for granted, that you´ll feel at home.
Emotions never change, only towards you.
Look down, I´m strung to your ribcage.
Look down, I´m strung to your ribcage.
Inflamed, in every other way, in every other way.
Look down, I´m strung to your ribcage.
Look down, I´m strung to your ribcage.
Inhale, the splinters and the rain, the splinters and the rain.
Look down, I´m strung to your ribcage.
Look down, I´m strung to your ribs.
Ooh,ooh. [x4]
My belly is black, and, red.
Black and red. [x3]
You complete me.
Fucking say it, fucking say it, fucking say it.
It´s like you´re meant to be a hostage, another hostage, will eat you alive.
Fucking say it, fucking say it, fucking say it.
I take it for granted, that you´ll feel at home.
You complete me.
When you flirt it makes me nauseous, I´m fucking nauseous, and I´ll eat you... alive.
I take it for granted, that you´ll feel at home.
Emotions never change, only towards you.
Look down, I´m strung to your ribcage.
Look down, I´m strung to your ribcage.
Inflamed, in every other way, in every other way.
Look down, I´m strung to your ribcage.
Look down, I´m strung to your ribcage.
Inhale, the splinters and the rain, the splinters and the rain.
Look down, I´m strung to your ribcage.
Look down, I´m strung to your ribs.
Ooh,ooh. [x4]