Legs - Ghost Atlas

Come around as you are

Like a sad, slow song on the radio, conflicted and charming

Soft lips, legs twitch in your car

You put a Deftones song on the radio and slip out of your clothes

You’re talking to strangers and walking on razors

You block out the entrance from the inside

You’re calling on danger, your touch growing stranger

You block out the entrance from the inside

Just come around as you were

Like a sad, slow song on the radio

Who’s short on whose leash and why’s it feel so right

When you block out restraint and you stay tonight?

Stay tonight (From the inside)

You’re talking to strangers and walking on razors

You block out the entrance from the inside

You’re calling on danger, your touch growing stranger

You block out the entrance from the inside

(Ooh, ooh)

(Ooh, ooh, oh)

(Come around, come around, come, come, come around)

You’re talking to strangers

(Come around, come around, come, come, come around)

(Come around, come around, come, come, come around)

You’re talking to strangers

(Come around, come around)

From the inside

You’re talking to strangers and walking on razors

You block out the entrance from the inside

You’re calling on danger, my little martyr, my savoir

You block out the entrance from the inside

From the inside, yeah