Songs Book - Custom Made Lyrics.

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62. [Locked] (Written By: Jessica Enright)

Down town, where you lose control.

Down town, where you need a soul.

Foul, foul, foul, it’s all out of control.

You shall, shall, shall fall onto this towel.

Yeah, blood on the floor. You can’t be screaming anymore!

No, I won’t ever, ever, ever, ever… let you go. (Let you go) – (Let you go)

 

Power, power, power surge. You feel the urge. (Echo: You feel the urge)

Nobody can tell you… nobody can sell you… you are the star of my love.

Down, down, down, underground. Lost, lost, and never found.

It all feels so… blue. I would never, ever, ever, ever, leave you.

Feather of a nearby bird. Your words shall be heard. Your life is precious to me.

Protect the ones you see. Because, you can’t face the music of the souls dancing around you.

 

They will cheer, they will scream, they will share beer without you.

Ah! Ah! Ah! That’s all you’ll hear from me.

Ah! Ah! Ah! You can’t understand me?

You really need to, you’ve got to scream and shout.

Your world will turn inside out. As you scream and shout.

As you fire about. As you worry and cry like a little birdie.

Nothing ever makes sense. Nothing really adds up.

You make it like Maths club, and you face the end of you.

You’re screaming from the back of the room, feeling insane and losing it all.

 

The teacher approaches you with an apron. An Art class in development.

She smiles at you, he smiles at you. Nobody sees what they see in you.

Kept back after school, don’t it suck to be in the middle? (Be in the middle?)

Trapped up in a room, with a teacher shouting at you.

Feel, feel, feel, the pain that there is. Feel, feel, feel, the ghost of a kid.

Now, you know how I feel. How I feel about you now.

Scream and shout. That’s all you’ll ever hear. Come on with me.

Scream and shout. You can’t hear me? You can’t believe me?

Down town, where you lose control.

Down town, where you need a soul.

Foul, foul, foul, it’s all out of control.

You shall, shall, shall fall onto this towel.

Yeah, blood on the floor. You can’t be screaming anymore!

No, I won’t ever, ever, ever, ever… let you go. (Let you go) – (Let you go)

 

(Fear, fear, fear… you can’t drink another one.)

(Beer, Beer, Beer, you can’t face another one?)

Oh well… school’s over and soon you will sleep alone.

Oh well, you must feel… feel so sick and pulling on a phone.

Please. Please. Please. Wait for the tone.

And soon, you will hear that final ringtone.

 

(Let you go, let you go, let you go.)

They’ve Hung Up (Whisper)

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