Release - Spies Like Us

Reflect all your bad thoughts, fuck what you’ve sinned

Stand on your own two feet, it’s all you’ll ever need

It’s only a disease

We’ll set this place on fire there’s no need to wait

We’ve got one life to live

We’ll make our own mistakes

Hold on, cause you’re in for a ride

And its getting worse

(you want to control me)

I laugh at the thought of your insecurities

Release me from these shackles and show me you care

Oh god, if you’re really there

You think the walls are coming down

You’ve seen nothing yet

This is your own life, your own fucking story

You are the author, put the pen to the paper

Yourself in disguise, such weak thing

To offer to the world (to offer to the world)

These dorman thoughts

In a stagnant oasis

Nothing is what it seems to be

This is your life

You are the author

Take a look back

Put the pen to the paper

It’s so easy to see, when everyone’s around me, and anyone’s around me

It’s getting harder to breathe, when i realize that no one is around me

Nobody is around me

You think these walls are coming down, you’ve seen nothing yet

One life, one mind, savor the moment

God if you’re really there release me from these shackles

And show me that you care, show me that you care