Lyrics Sweet Devotion - The Panic Division

Sweet Devotion

Healing time, feeling the feeling
And little thoughts of you, hang from the ceiling
Underneath Youre Arms is Where I Belong
I want Sweet Devotion
Now you face youre kind, killing the killer
You brook the offense, what youve done is forever
Underneath Youre Arms is Where I Belong
I want Sweet Devotion
Now you choke on your code of submissions, and drown when you shut the fuck up
Ill be there when you burn
All these thoughts as they hang from the ceiling, theyre not of love
Its all I want
Sweet Devotion
Push me over the edge