Punch My Face
Lyrics We Are The City

Written by: Cayne McKenzie, David Menzel, Andrew Huculiak

Produced by: Tom Dobrzanski, We Are The City

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Punch my face
And chase my friend down
The things that God provides
Are not what I want right now

Communal meal, it's a hard lesson learned,
I am the weakest animal on this earth
When you called the police I sat there crying on the phone
And I thought

I had nothing to say, I'm not much for talks
Well, I guess I had more to say than I thought
And when you called the police I sat there crying on the phone

You're breaking my heart
There was no better friend than you
The things that God provides
Are not what I want this time

Open up my mouth, open up my ears, my eyes
The dead will bow to One Who Will Never Die
But when you called the police I still sat there crying on the phone
I cried on the phone

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