Lips Caged Inside
The taste of your scars, is something I would only beg to see once more.
Here we are; tainted little angels that won't try to score.
Why should we run from the enemy?
Why should we run from a you and a she?
Well if you gave me a ladder, I'd use it to build you something that matters.
If you gave me a ladder, I'd use it to build us something that matters.
The smell of your skin, is something I would only beg to hold once more.
Now begin; telling stories of our parents we never could ignore.
Why should we run from an enemy?
Why should we run from a you or she?
(Chorus)
So where are we going?
Tell me where are going on the run?
Well if you gave me a ladder, I'd use it to build us something that matters.
Something that matters.
