A little bit of self control is all I need to feed my soul for another day
The feeling in a foreign land will leave you reaching for my hand to make a getaway
Let's dance faster than their money changes hands
Freezing fingertips don't feel the tension in your lips when you try to speak
Far be it from me to recognize a remedy for a dripping leak
Let's groove to the rhythm of the devil's attitude
Don't make no difference to him
Oh, Fig Newton's gonna getcha
Oh, you know he's gonna getcha
When a fork in the road just disappears in a synchronization of our fears
But we ain't scared anymore, we ain't scared anymore
And they do it again, they rest assured, justifying the torture we endured
But you can leave it at the door, leave it at the door
A cosmic energy will bring your mind to feel so free, baby you're addicted
Because when you close your eyes the vision matches your disguise, baby you're afflicted
Let's dance faster than their money changes hands
Self-inflicted wounds will bring a masochistic mood, so just drop that knife
Tossed into the flames are all those sick and twisted games that'll ruin your life
Let's groove to the rhythm of the devil's attitude
Don't make no difference to him
Oh, Fig Newton's gonna getcha
Oh, you know he's gonna getcha
When a fork in the road just disappears in a synchronization of our fears
But we ain't scared anymore, we ain't scared anymore
And they do it again, they rest assured, justifying the torture we endured
But you can leave it at the door, leave it at the door
When a fork in the road just disappears in a synchronization of our fears
But we ain't scared anymore, we ain't scared anymore
And they do it again, they rest assured, justifying the torture we endured
But you can leave it at the door, leave it at the door, the door, the door
Magic Conch - Fig Newton Lyrics
Magic Conch - Fig Newton Lyrics
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A little bit of self control is all I need to feed my soul for another day
The feeling in a foreign land will leave you reaching for my hand to make a getaway
Let's dance faster than their money changes hands
Freezing fingertips don't feel the tension in your lips when you try to speak
Far be it from me to recognize a remedy for a dripping leak
Let's groove to the rhythm of the devil's attitude
Don't make no difference to him
Oh, Fig Newton's gonna getcha
Oh, you know he's gonna getcha
When a fork in the road just disappears in a synchronization of our fears
But we ain't scared anymore, we ain't scared anymore
And they do it again, they rest assured, justifying the torture we endured
But you can leave it at the door, leave it at the door
A cosmic energy will bring your mind to feel so free, baby you're addicted
Because when you close your eyes the vision matches your disguise, baby you're afflicted
Let's dance faster than their money changes hands
Self-inflicted wounds will bring a masochistic mood, so just drop that knife
Tossed into the flames are all those sick and twisted games that'll ruin your life
Let's groove to the rhythm of the devil's attitude
Don't make no difference to him
Oh, Fig Newton's gonna getcha
Oh, you know he's gonna getcha
When a fork in the road just disappears in a synchronization of our fears
But we ain't scared anymore, we ain't scared anymore
And they do it again, they rest assured, justifying the torture we endured
But you can leave it at the door, leave it at the door
When a fork in the road just disappears in a synchronization of our fears
But we ain't scared anymore, we ain't scared anymore
And they do it again, they rest assured, justifying the torture we endured
But you can leave it at the door, leave it at the door, the door, the door
The feeling in a foreign land will leave you reaching for my hand to make a getaway
Let's dance faster than their money changes hands
Freezing fingertips don't feel the tension in your lips when you try to speak
Far be it from me to recognize a remedy for a dripping leak
Let's groove to the rhythm of the devil's attitude
Don't make no difference to him
Oh, Fig Newton's gonna getcha
Oh, you know he's gonna getcha
When a fork in the road just disappears in a synchronization of our fears
But we ain't scared anymore, we ain't scared anymore
And they do it again, they rest assured, justifying the torture we endured
But you can leave it at the door, leave it at the door
A cosmic energy will bring your mind to feel so free, baby you're addicted
Because when you close your eyes the vision matches your disguise, baby you're afflicted
Let's dance faster than their money changes hands
Self-inflicted wounds will bring a masochistic mood, so just drop that knife
Tossed into the flames are all those sick and twisted games that'll ruin your life
Let's groove to the rhythm of the devil's attitude
Don't make no difference to him
Oh, Fig Newton's gonna getcha
Oh, you know he's gonna getcha
When a fork in the road just disappears in a synchronization of our fears
But we ain't scared anymore, we ain't scared anymore
And they do it again, they rest assured, justifying the torture we endured
But you can leave it at the door, leave it at the door
When a fork in the road just disappears in a synchronization of our fears
But we ain't scared anymore, we ain't scared anymore
And they do it again, they rest assured, justifying the torture we endured
But you can leave it at the door, leave it at the door, the door, the door
Writer: Andy Gray
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid