| <Kings Of Leon> page <Sex On Fire> album page |
Beneath The SurfaceDegrade me, my purposeBury me beneath the surface I'm scratching, I'm clawing Trying hard to make them pay Can't stand me, beside me Kid you not, your kiss sure killed me The cold of my barrel Never sees the light of day Call me, call me, you could only hurt the story Call me, call me, I'll be there to shine a light The smell on the speakers Sweaty ballroom dancing fever They gather in numbers Ever for a closer view The cease fire the weaker Hair so red I couldn't keep her The dogs hound the neighbour's Everything was blown away Call me, call me, you could only hurt the story Call me, call me, I'll be there to shine a light Machine, machines, point me to the nearest party You'll see, you'll see, baby it's the only way Call me, call me, you could only Call me, call me, I'll be there Machines, machines, point me to the nearest party |