BS Songtext
von Letters From the Fire

Like a snake in the grass
Bitter broken glass
You are, you are
Like a sweet undertow
In the water below
You are, you are

Your words, gasoline to the fire in my heart
Feel the rush of blood to my head when you say

I′m everything you've been looking for
Tell me that you′re gonna be around
When it all goes wrong
Say that you've never known anyone like me, quite like me
I'm sick of your bullshit

Like a virus that hides
In a soft spoken line
You are, you are
Like the devil inside of a beautiful child
You are, you are


Your words, gasoline to the fire in my heart
Feel the rush of blood to my head when you say

I′m everything you′ve been looking for
Tell me that you're gonna be around
When it all goes wrong
Say that you′ve never known anyone like me, quite like me
I'm sick of your bullshit

And I′m sick of myself
Let you back in my life
I go straight back to hell
When I let you inside
How many times can we write this ending?
Your words, like a drug
So I just close my eyes
Ignore the alarms
Knock down warning signs
How many times can we write this ending?


You're everything you′ve been looking for
Tell me that you're gonna be around
When it all goes wrong
Say that you've never known anyone like me, quite like me
I′m sick of your bullshit
Say that you′ve never known anyone like me, quite like
Sick of your bullshit