Keys Lyrics - D - White Denim

I've got a number of keys 

No doors to unlock 

There's a hole in my wall 

That lacks the capacity to shock 

I know we're, looking at something I already seen 

What started up in my head 

Ended out in my fingers 

Now I'm sleepless in bed 

As the last notes linger 

In our mystery, that's called "Winning Combination" 

With 14 pairs, ringing 28 days 

Feeling every cup left in the hands of the sights I've stayed 

We're all watching, waiting for the building to crumble 

And it's hard 

It seems unnatural the best days 

Aren't days at all 

Oh it's not as if your violence in virtue is virtual 

Or not at all 

Ahh ahh ahh ahh 

Oh body of mine 

Stretch into something to say 

From layin' around in the dark 

As your hypnotist waves you towards the throne 

Legs up in flames 

Away in some distance 

You've got a hold of yourself 

You've got your imagery 

You've got a grip on your health 

You've got possibility 

You're hopin' for less collision in your future 

Watchin' you moving upward 

You see me step out of the cold 

You make a cut with your knife 

Are you drinking? You'll never get older 

When your heart starts beating 

That's when you start needing some real help 

And it won't be hard 

It feels so natural, your best days 

Aren't days at all 

Oh it's not as if your violence in virtue is virtual, 

Or not at all 

Ahh ahh ahh ahh