Disaster Button
Lyrics
A little after 12
The function sweet was full
With people I had never seen before
Ripped up ticket stubs
Confetti on the floor
It dawned on me I'd seen it all before
Cool your beans my son
You look a fucking mess
No ones getting out of here tonight
Hit that button there
The one that just says wrong
We'll lose our lives through all our favorite songs
[Chorus]
Go forward to later you'll land flat on your feet
When you were in the room, I was nailed to my seat
I'm like a prisoner getting ready to talk
I feel the blood in my hands and the threat in your walk
And suddenly it lifts the roof off the place
It puts a volt in my step
And a grin on my face
It cant contain me but you leaning on me
To get me back in my box
And snap the branches off me
A little after 4
The function suite is dead
And I am just a ripped up ticket stub
But here's a helping hand
A voice that's far to close
And I am up and on my broken limbs
[Chorus]
And suddenly it lifts the roof of the place
It puts a volt in my step
And a grin on my face
It cant contain me but you leaning on me
To get me back in my box
And snap the branches off me
Writer(s): NATHAN CONNOLLY, GARY LIGHTBODY, JONATHAN GRAHAM QUINN, TOM SIMPSON, PAUL WILSON
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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