Kendra Morris - Waiting

Patent leather mama lick those lips
Strawberry gloss so nice
Brick smile mister
Razor blades shiny color your eyes
Have you got a sister
Does she know what's going on while you ride?
Tell it to the sun chief
Has he got a warrior for a wife?
Drag your lover down now
To the wharf to make love with the rats
Quit acting like a fool you, bruise up like an apple nine days past
And it's like charm
And it's like grace to be gone from this place

Cause we're waiting for the fire
The fire to stop bleeding
Yeah, we're waiting for the fire
The fire to stop breathing

Suitcase full of handbags
Wallet mad of gator ready to bite
Pages of a novel
White and black with red laced between the lines
Detonating woman oozing from left dripping from the right
Laying like a soldier
After he has lost his final fight
Decorate the ceiling
With streamers wrap the lovers up in your life
Just another party
Always know exactly who to invite
And all the harm to be true to love someone who is you

Cause we're waiting for the fire
The fire to stop bleeding
Yeah, we're waiting for the fire
The fire to stop breathing

Don't you know?
Don't you really really wanna know?
Who you gonna play when you go into the get go?
Is it right?
Is it right right in front of you?
Didn't you have a clue what you really wanna do?

Who's got the sprain in their hand?
Who's got the twist of the wrist
Who's got the crack in their back?
I'm not the one with the list
Who's got the sprain in their hand?
Who's got the twist of the wrist?
Who's got the crack in their back?
I'm not the one with the list

We're waiting for the fire
Yeah, we're waiting for the fire
Yeah, we're waiting for the fire
Yeah, we're waiting for the fire