Panic! At the Disco - From a Mountain in the Middle of the Cabins

Lying there with a halo in her hair
She cried "there are feathers everywhere"
But it's fine, you do this all the time

Crying now through a rusted smile
She knows this isn't how he paid the bills before
Drug farm entrepreneur

Go spin circles for me
Wound relentlessly
Around the words we used to sling
Oh, such torturous things
Always chewing up the only ones I ever mean

If you're goin', then go
Go, go, go
If you're goin', then go
Go, go, go

Watch love get strangled by a kite's cold strings
Fall comes early and summer leaves
As a storm with the car keys

Spark your heels up against the picket fence I built
All your wishes they will sink like stones
Slowly down a lonely well

Go spin circles for me
Wound relentlessly
Around the words we used to sling
Oh, such torturous things
Always chewing up the only ones I ever mean

If you're goin', then go
Go, go, go
If you're goin', then go
Go, go, go

Written by:
Brendon Urie, George Ross, Jonathan Walker, Spencer Smith

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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