Friction Songtext
I have no wisdom that can cool me down
From tension's heat whenever you're around
You're driven by your reckless need for change
Just to divert the track you'd tip the train
We're holding on

And you press close completely by surprise
With your face flushed the color of your wine
Your scalding touch half tempting me to stay
And there's no question that we'll burn someday
We're holding on

Blaming me for everything you can
Waiting on the world to make amends

We're holding on
The city pulses bright
Drawing the curtains tight
Black label nights
The heat of friction white