Jive for Protection

Burning the night

Down past the white to the filter

Static but no sparks

We were wide of the mark

You'll surrender

With a bottle to your lips

Hands turn to fists

Ready to rumble

Every word is a weapon

Speaking jive for protection

It's not line, it's not rehearsed

It's just your life and it's cursed

Staining your blood

With the language of lust

Feels better

In the attic of your heart

Is the girl you once were

Turned to ashes

Blistered and scarred

We were bursting apart

In the leather

Every word is a weapon

Speaking jive for protection

It's not line, it's not rehearsed

It's just your life and it's cursed

We dream a dream of sparks and firefly

When all that we breathe isn't paralyzed from 9 to 5

We dream a dream of sparks and high life

When all that we need isn't 9 to 5 and paralyzed

Every word is a weapon

Speaking jive for protection

It's not line, it's not rehearsed

It's just your life and it's cursed