Say Anything

Say Anything - It'S A Metaphor, Fool lyrics

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This song is called, 'it's a metaphor fool' 

Sixteen names on my list 

But none of them 

Could ever get me hot like this 

Got your scars on my wrists 

You're safe inside my fists 



All you are to me is dead skin 

Flaking off my hands 

On to the pavement 

All you are to me is dead skin 

Breaking up my band 

Won't bring you payment 



Whoa-oh-oh 

Loved like no other 

Whoa-oh-oh 

We told your mother 

(x 2) 



So here's the plan 

You're giving in 

To every sick demand 

Buying the band 

Our own apartment 



Here is your past 

Flashing forward 

Out to whip your ass 

Into the form adorned 

When you were born 



Whoa-oh-oh 

Loved like no other 

Whoa-oh-oh 

We told your mother 

(x 2) 

We told your mother baby boy 



All you are to me is dead 

All you are to me is dead 

All you are to me is dead skin 

All you are to me is dead 

Sixty bullets split your head 

All you are to me is dead skin 

(x2)
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Language: English

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