Switchfoot We Are Bound

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A slip of a tongue and fist
A slight of a hand like this
Touch of the fingertips
Ghost of a note we skipped.

We are bound
We are falling through you
We are bound
We are falling through.

Moment of bitter bliss
Licking our judas lips
Throwing the timeless fit
With tongues of a fire we'd lit.

We are bound
We are falling through you
We are bound
We are falling through.

We follow sons amiss
The sons of the counterfeits
The devil has called me from inside.

We are bound
We are falling through.

Counterfeit sons
Counterfeit sons
Counterfeit sons.