Lyrics We're Talking About Practice - Chiodos

We're Talking About Practice

Turn off the lights and turn me on
She is a dead ringer for all of these dead singers
Advocate the devil in me
Run it dry until I’m ready to go
It’s a frenzy, it’s a feeding
Rags to riches entertaining
I’m still searching in my sheets for you
I’m gonna get you too
I’m still looking, as I sing out for you
You’re surrounded, hiding in those pretty people
I got hungry, so I ate the hand after I ate
Everything it had been feeding me
I’m so over the top of her dead body
(I'm so perfect, I know I wanna make you practice
You all look the same, catch me spitting on your image)
I can take you, I can make you perfect
Just the way I want you to be
On the screen for all the world to see
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go