Leaving Out The Punch Lyrics

Buildings Breeding Leaving Out The Punch

I need the warmth of the concrete and a city that will
lay it down
Paper-cuts, the spring and a scene that had been meaning
not to make a sound
I'm about to lay it down, uh-huh
I will wrap my string around, uh-huh

I can't believe it until that I have seen it
I believe it now
Everybody's leaving out the punch
I proceeded to curse the ceiling feeling I should say it
now
I can't wrap my hopes around a hunch