Burn The Witch Live At Brixton Academy / 2005

Holding hands, skipping like a stone. On our way to see what we have done. The first to speak is the first to lie. The children grow, we're out to prove the dawn Dark. Bite your tongue, Learn to keep your mouth shut. Oh, no, No, no, no. Ask yourself, do you know the drill? Write it down and cast it in the well. Move it on, Nothing lasts forever. To twist the tale, Bend the wire you hold. Join your hands with an alibi. And tell the truth, and tell me why you Lied. 'Cause little girls like a little gray. Pretty boys love a little say. Ah, oh, whoa. Ah, Whoa. Bite your tongue, Learn to keep Your mouth shut. Take a turn, make a Turn. Holding hands, skipping like a stone. Pretty boys burn to ash bone. Pretty boys burn to ash and bone. Pretty to ash and bone. Ooh, Oh. Ooh, oh.