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Broken Frames

kshelly

Unlisted · · 3:24 · 14 plays · v3-preview

Lyrics

Verse 1

Run through the fire just to feel it burn

Coldest lessons that I never learned

Blood on the pavement in the valley of kings

Buying my freedom with some broken things

(Yeah)

Falling for the fame till it feels like a cage

Ripping out the words from a blacked out page

Pacing in the hallway

Watching every doorway

Counting up the scars that I made last year

Laughing at the devil when he tastes my fear

Pre-Chorus

Look in the mirror see a ghost of me

Tied to a shadow that I cannot see

Breaking the cycle just to find the start

Living with a jagged edge around my heart

Chorus

Don't get too close it gets sketchy

Looking for a hand just to wreck me

I'm living on the edge of the blade tonight

Burning out the fuse in the neon light

Sketchy

Yeah it's getting sketchy

Every single word that you fed me

Only makes the fire rise a little bit higher

Verse 2

Screaming at the silence while the world turns black

Once you cross the border there is no way back

Kings of the wreckage with a crown made of thorns

Sleeping through the thunder and the howling storms

Check the perimeter

Finding every sinister

Angle of the vision that is blurred by the smoke

Treating every promise like a twisted joke

Pre-Chorus

Look in the mirror see a ghost of me

Tied to a shadow that I cannot see

Breaking the cycle just to find the start

Living with a jagged edge around my heart

Chorus

Don't get too close it gets sketchy

Looking for a hand just to wreck me

I'm living on the edge of the blade tonight

Burning out the fuse in the neon light

Sketchy

Yeah it's getting sketchy

Every single word that you fed me

Only makes the fire rise a little bit higher

Bridge

Maybe it's the season

Maybe there's a reason

I'm addicted to the motion

Drowning in the ocean

(Yeah)

Get back

You better watch your step now

Chorus

Don't get too close it gets sketchy

Looking for a hand just to wreck me

I'm living on the edge of the blade tonight

Burning out the fuse in the neon light

Sketchy

Yeah it's getting sketchy

Every single word that you fed me

Only makes the fire rise a little bit higher

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