Baboon Lyrics - Animals - This Town Needs Guns

While time waits for no man 

Ill be here in winter. 

Tear down your baracades 

so I may enter. 

Your lips are warm 

they comfort me. 

Open up 

and lets begin. 

So Ill lay on this 

bed that I have made. 

So soundly sleep 

and whisper your name. 

Oooooh youyou burn me up. 

One touch and I am in 

a trance like state. 

Entwinning our fates to another 

the cost of our will now both bound to each other. 

What was in your head 

when you said 

until death? 

The marks upon your skin 

tell tales while envy 

mocks without remorse 

and ties you up in knots. 

One touch and I am in 

a trance like state. 

Entwinning our fates to another 

the cost of our will now both bound to each other. 

What was in your head 

when you said 

until death? 

Your lies unfold 

like lines that were left 

in turn and consequently 

told all.