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Warmer, Warmer - Cursive
You're blowing through the home like a hurricane
Shooting through the rooms like a bullet train
Oh no looking for what you shouldn't
You're going to wish you didn't
You can find pleasure in the crux of pain
It seems you've find a way to dance on your own grave
You're digging deeper when you say:
Come out come out
I heard such shouting from the wings
I know you're up there
Lurking watching
We could play a game of hot and cold
Your fingers nearly froze looking through those old photos
It ain't a memory you're seeking
It's more like a feeling
Inspiration's a funny thing
The more the mind wilts the more of a wellspring
You're getting warmer when you sing:
Come out come out
Don't be so proud so obstinate
I know you're up there
Out come out
Before I doubt your existence
You must be somewhere
Out come out
Unveil this shroud wherever you are
Whoever you are or should I say
Whatever you are
I am you are oh-oh oh-oh
I am I am
Warmer warmer house on fire
Warmer warmer cut the telephone wire
Warmer warmer cried the farmer's wife
Warmer warmer with a carving knife
Warmer warmer squealed the little pig
Warmer warmer let me in
Warmer warmer You're getting hot
Warmer warmer You're burning up
Warmer warmer or have you had enough
