Matt Webb

Cinnamon
The purple walls I'm swimming inIt was the first and the last timeWe broke those hearts of cinnamon I can remember what it taste likeThe room was moving, you were losingA balance and all kinds of things like me I heart this coming from a mile awayAsk my friends outside if it's all okayCan I leave you now, and break us to pieces?It's gonna sting like hell when you're missing nightsAnd the gang's all set for the Friday fightsBut I'm so ready to break us to pieces A friendly face to fill the voidYou're the glue and the stapleA parachute and we're deployedI can remember what it felt likeThe wind was blowing, so where we going?Maybe far away from homeOh, home sweet home I heart this coming from a mile awayAsk my friends outside if it's all okayCan I leave you now, and break us to pieces?It's gonna sting like hell when you're missing nightsLetras de cancionesAnd the game's all set for the Friday fightsBut I'm so ready to break us to pieces I say oh oh, oh oh, oh oh ohOh oh, oh oh, oh oh ohOh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh, ohI heard this coming from a mile awayAsk my friends outside if it's all okayCan I leave you now, and break us to pieces?It's gonna sting like hell when you're missing nightsAnd the game's all set for the Friday fightsBut I'm so ready to break us to pieces Can I leave you now, and break us to pieces? From Letras Mania