The calm before the storm
It's more than you can take
You have been forewarned
She'll bite you like a snake
She loves you like an unforgiven child
Ya take the pain and know there's no denial
She's automatic
All her static
Automatic
Melodramatic
Always combative
Deeply traumatic
Longing to have it
She's automatic
She cuts you down to size
Makes you beg for more
Communion of the night
Disease without a cure
You need her like a dog without a home
Pain preferred to bein' all alone
She's automatic
All her static
Automatic
Melodramatic
Always combative
Deeply traumatic
Longing to have it
She's automatic
She's automatic
All her static
Automatic
Melodramatic
Always combative
Deeply traumatic
Longing to have it
She's automatic
Brill Street Collective - Automatic Lyrics
Brill Street Collective - Automatic Lyrics
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The calm before the storm
It's more than you can take
You have been forewarned
She'll bite you like a snake
She loves you like an unforgiven child
Ya take the pain and know there's no denial
She's automatic
All her static
Automatic
Melodramatic
Always combative
Deeply traumatic
Longing to have it
She's automatic
She cuts you down to size
Makes you beg for more
Communion of the night
Disease without a cure
You need her like a dog without a home
Pain preferred to bein' all alone
She's automatic
All her static
Automatic
Melodramatic
Always combative
Deeply traumatic
Longing to have it
She's automatic
She's automatic
All her static
Automatic
Melodramatic
Always combative
Deeply traumatic
Longing to have it
She's automatic
It's more than you can take
You have been forewarned
She'll bite you like a snake
She loves you like an unforgiven child
Ya take the pain and know there's no denial
She's automatic
All her static
Automatic
Melodramatic
Always combative
Deeply traumatic
Longing to have it
She's automatic
She cuts you down to size
Makes you beg for more
Communion of the night
Disease without a cure
You need her like a dog without a home
Pain preferred to bein' all alone
She's automatic
All her static
Automatic
Melodramatic
Always combative
Deeply traumatic
Longing to have it
She's automatic
She's automatic
All her static
Automatic
Melodramatic
Always combative
Deeply traumatic
Longing to have it
She's automatic
Writer: JARED GILL, JEFFREY A FREUNDLICH, OTTO D'AGNOLO
Copyright: Lyrics © WHIRLED MUSIC PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © WHIRLED MUSIC PUBLISHING