Back to Top

Temptation Video (MV)




Performed By: The Actual Goners
Language: English
Length: 3:39
Written by: Duncan Symonds




The Actual Goners - Temptation Lyrics




Feel the heat from the midday sun
Cuttin' through the blinds at a quarter to one
Head is pounding from the evening's thrall
Forget if you could, but you can't recall

Glassy eyed with a heavy chest
Go and face the day wearin' last night's best
Head is pounding and the cold track wails
The beat of heavy metal on the southbound rail

Knockin' on the door with a fist clenched tight
Pebbles on the window in the middle of the night
Callin' out your name but it don't ring right

TEMPTATION... TEMPTATION... TEMPTATION...

Sittin' on the steps in the midday sun
Tryin' to fight the feeling, but it's already won
It's weighing heavy as you wallow in the bliss
Stuck up in your head with the static and the hiss

Knockin' on the door with a fist clenched tight
Pebbles on the window in the middle of the night
Callin' out your name but it don't ring right

TEMPTATION... TEMPTATION... TEMPTATION...

Sweet sedation
Calling out your name but it don't ring right
Sweet fixation
Whispering your name but it don't ring right
Knockin' on the door with a fist clenched tight
Pebbles on the window in the middle of the night
Callin' out your name but it don't ring right

TEMPTATION... TEMPTATION... TEMPTATION... TEMPTATION...
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


English

Feel the heat from the midday sun
Cuttin' through the blinds at a quarter to one
Head is pounding from the evening's thrall
Forget if you could, but you can't recall

Glassy eyed with a heavy chest
Go and face the day wearin' last night's best
Head is pounding and the cold track wails
The beat of heavy metal on the southbound rail

Knockin' on the door with a fist clenched tight
Pebbles on the window in the middle of the night
Callin' out your name but it don't ring right

TEMPTATION... TEMPTATION... TEMPTATION...

Sittin' on the steps in the midday sun
Tryin' to fight the feeling, but it's already won
It's weighing heavy as you wallow in the bliss
Stuck up in your head with the static and the hiss

Knockin' on the door with a fist clenched tight
Pebbles on the window in the middle of the night
Callin' out your name but it don't ring right

TEMPTATION... TEMPTATION... TEMPTATION...

Sweet sedation
Calling out your name but it don't ring right
Sweet fixation
Whispering your name but it don't ring right
Knockin' on the door with a fist clenched tight
Pebbles on the window in the middle of the night
Callin' out your name but it don't ring right

TEMPTATION... TEMPTATION... TEMPTATION... TEMPTATION...
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Duncan Symonds
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


Tags:
No tags yet