| Song | War Paint |
| Artist | The Dangerous Summer |
| Album | War Paint |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:16.74] | I was starting to shake |
| [00:18.67] | From the days I've been up |
| [00:20.29] | There's a lot on my plate |
| [00:22.17] | And the ones I loved stopped answering |
| [00:26.73] | They left me to find my self |
| [00:29.55] | In my own hate |
| [00:31.92] | I work all alone with a cynical taste |
| [00:34.86] | And the day I get out |
| [00:37.74] | Is the day I'll be made |
| [00:40.11] | I was cut out of stone |
| [00:41.98] | And carved with a blade |
| [00:43.80] | Head down with all of my hardships |
| [00:47.36] | There's nothing too strong |
| [00:49.24] | That I cant face |
| [00:52.43] | Don't stop ‘till you finally have it |
| [00:55.05] | It should be more like a habit |
| [00:59.58] | |
| [01:03.16] | Come down, |
| [01:04.04] | All the fighting's over |
| [01:06.41] | I let you breathe your own air |
| [01:09.04] | I will set my arms down in a corner |
| [01:13.54] | When I turn around |
| [01:15.47] | You will tell me how you're up now |
| [01:19.29] | From your dream of clovers |
| [01:21.29] | Said, “not a thing will compare |
| [01:24.29] | To the sense you give me, and disorder |
| [01:28.85] | When you turn around |
| [01:30.60] | And I can't breathe” |
| [01:33.80] | |
| [01:50.27] | There wasn't a trace |
| [01:51.09] | Of the war letting up |
| [01:52.53] | And the days went on late |
| [01:54.52] | I struggled |
| [01:56.84] | And I fell to solid ground |
| [02:00.15] | It led me to my escape |
| [02:03.96] | Now here I am outside of your gate |
| [02:08.60] | I was hoping you could |
| [02:11.35] | Come down, |
| [02:13.16] | All the fighting's over |
| [02:15.42] | I let you breathe your own air |
| [02:17.85] | I will set my arms down in a corner |
| [02:22.60] | When I turn around |
| [02:24.48] | You will tell me how you're up now |
| [02:28.41] | From your dream of clovers |
| [02:30.48] | Said, “not a thing will compare |
| [02:33.23] | To the sense you give me, and disorder |
| [02:37.54] | When you turn around |
| [02:39.48] | And I can't breathe” |
| [02:42.60] | |
| [03:01.24] | Well, I came to say sorry |
| [03:02.49] | I shouldn't have left |
| [03:05.62] | But my bitterness got to me |
| [03:11.21] | Before you did |
| [03:13.81] | And now I'm laying in gardens |
| [03:17.43] | Where we start over again |
| [03:21.26] | I know that you got me |
| [03:26.58] | And this is it |
| [03:27.70] | |
| [03:33.33] | Come down, |
| [03:35.08] | All the fighting's over |
| [03:37.08] | I let you breathe your own air |
| [03:40.33] | I will set my arms down in a corner |
| [03:44.66] | When I turn around |
| [03:46.65] | You will tell me how you're up now |
| [03:50.53] | From your dream of clovers |
| [03:52.34] | Said, “not a thing will compare |
| [03:55.09] | To the sense you give me, and disorder |
| [04:00.03] | When you turn around |
| [04:01.92] | And I can't breathe” |
| [00:16.74] | I was starting to shake |
| [00:18.67] | From the days I' ve been up |
| [00:20.29] | There' s a lot on my plate |
| [00:22.17] | And the ones I loved stopped answering |
| [00:26.73] | They left me to find my self |
| [00:29.55] | In my own hate |
| [00:31.92] | I work all alone with a cynical taste |
| [00:34.86] | And the day I get out |
| [00:37.74] | Is the day I' ll be made |
| [00:40.11] | I was cut out of stone |
| [00:41.98] | And carved with a blade |
| [00:43.80] | Head down with all of my hardships |
| [00:47.36] | There' s nothing too strong |
| [00:49.24] | That I cant face |
| [00:52.43] | Don' t stop ' till you finally have it |
| [00:55.05] | It should be more like a habit |
| [00:59.58] | |
| [01:03.16] | Come down, |
| [01:04.04] | All the fighting' s over |
| [01:06.41] | I let you breathe your own air |
| [01:09.04] | I will set my arms down in a corner |
| [01:13.54] | When I turn around |
| [01:15.47] | You will tell me how you' re up now |
| [01:19.29] | From your dream of clovers |
| [01:21.29] | Said, " not a thing will compare |
| [01:24.29] | To the sense you give me, and disorder |
| [01:28.85] | When you turn around |
| [01:30.60] | And I can' t breathe" |
| [01:33.80] | |
| [01:50.27] | There wasn' t a trace |
| [01:51.09] | Of the war letting up |
| [01:52.53] | And the days went on late |
| [01:54.52] | I struggled |
| [01:56.84] | And I fell to solid ground |
| [02:00.15] | It led me to my escape |
| [02:03.96] | Now here I am outside of your gate |
| [02:08.60] | I was hoping you could |
| [02:11.35] | Come down, |
| [02:13.16] | All the fighting' s over |
| [02:15.42] | I let you breathe your own air |
| [02:17.85] | I will set my arms down in a corner |
| [02:22.60] | When I turn around |
| [02:24.48] | You will tell me how you' re up now |
| [02:28.41] | From your dream of clovers |
| [02:30.48] | Said, " not a thing will compare |
| [02:33.23] | To the sense you give me, and disorder |
| [02:37.54] | When you turn around |
| [02:39.48] | And I can' t breathe" |
| [02:42.60] | |
| [03:01.24] | Well, I came to say sorry |
| [03:02.49] | I shouldn' t have left |
| [03:05.62] | But my bitterness got to me |
| [03:11.21] | Before you did |
| [03:13.81] | And now I' m laying in gardens |
| [03:17.43] | Where we start over again |
| [03:21.26] | I know that you got me |
| [03:26.58] | And this is it |
| [03:27.70] | |
| [03:33.33] | Come down, |
| [03:35.08] | All the fighting' s over |
| [03:37.08] | I let you breathe your own air |
| [03:40.33] | I will set my arms down in a corner |
| [03:44.66] | When I turn around |
| [03:46.65] | You will tell me how you' re up now |
| [03:50.53] | From your dream of clovers |
| [03:52.34] | Said, " not a thing will compare |
| [03:55.09] | To the sense you give me, and disorder |
| [04:00.03] | When you turn around |
| [04:01.92] | And I can' t breathe" |
| [00:16.74] | I was starting to shake |
| [00:18.67] | From the days I' ve been up |
| [00:20.29] | There' s a lot on my plate |
| [00:22.17] | And the ones I loved stopped answering |
| [00:26.73] | They left me to find my self |
| [00:29.55] | In my own hate |
| [00:31.92] | I work all alone with a cynical taste |
| [00:34.86] | And the day I get out |
| [00:37.74] | Is the day I' ll be made |
| [00:40.11] | I was cut out of stone |
| [00:41.98] | And carved with a blade |
| [00:43.80] | Head down with all of my hardships |
| [00:47.36] | There' s nothing too strong |
| [00:49.24] | That I cant face |
| [00:52.43] | Don' t stop ' till you finally have it |
| [00:55.05] | It should be more like a habit |
| [00:59.58] | |
| [01:03.16] | Come down, |
| [01:04.04] | All the fighting' s over |
| [01:06.41] | I let you breathe your own air |
| [01:09.04] | I will set my arms down in a corner |
| [01:13.54] | When I turn around |
| [01:15.47] | You will tell me how you' re up now |
| [01:19.29] | From your dream of clovers |
| [01:21.29] | Said, " not a thing will compare |
| [01:24.29] | To the sense you give me, and disorder |
| [01:28.85] | When you turn around |
| [01:30.60] | And I can' t breathe" |
| [01:33.80] | |
| [01:50.27] | There wasn' t a trace |
| [01:51.09] | Of the war letting up |
| [01:52.53] | And the days went on late |
| [01:54.52] | I struggled |
| [01:56.84] | And I fell to solid ground |
| [02:00.15] | It led me to my escape |
| [02:03.96] | Now here I am outside of your gate |
| [02:08.60] | I was hoping you could |
| [02:11.35] | Come down, |
| [02:13.16] | All the fighting' s over |
| [02:15.42] | I let you breathe your own air |
| [02:17.85] | I will set my arms down in a corner |
| [02:22.60] | When I turn around |
| [02:24.48] | You will tell me how you' re up now |
| [02:28.41] | From your dream of clovers |
| [02:30.48] | Said, " not a thing will compare |
| [02:33.23] | To the sense you give me, and disorder |
| [02:37.54] | When you turn around |
| [02:39.48] | And I can' t breathe" |
| [02:42.60] | |
| [03:01.24] | Well, I came to say sorry |
| [03:02.49] | I shouldn' t have left |
| [03:05.62] | But my bitterness got to me |
| [03:11.21] | Before you did |
| [03:13.81] | And now I' m laying in gardens |
| [03:17.43] | Where we start over again |
| [03:21.26] | I know that you got me |
| [03:26.58] | And this is it |
| [03:27.70] | |
| [03:33.33] | Come down, |
| [03:35.08] | All the fighting' s over |
| [03:37.08] | I let you breathe your own air |
| [03:40.33] | I will set my arms down in a corner |
| [03:44.66] | When I turn around |
| [03:46.65] | You will tell me how you' re up now |
| [03:50.53] | From your dream of clovers |
| [03:52.34] | Said, " not a thing will compare |
| [03:55.09] | To the sense you give me, and disorder |
| [04:00.03] | When you turn around |
| [04:01.92] | And I can' t breathe" |