Lyrics Heatseeker's Safety Den - Jana Hunter

No, darling, don't tempt me
With your prosthesis and shy cogentry
Sounds like driftwood in the sea of plenty
Couldn't you, couldn't you wait

To be sure
To be sure
To be sure
To be sure

Precarious (be sure)
Oh, precarious
Nefarious few (be sure)
They'll bury us
Precarious (be sure)
Oh, precarious
Breathe out

Oh, honey, what stops you?
Why so cold and why the feet
In your shoes stop growing older and counting cashews?
You should, you should stay

To be sure
To be sure
To be sure
To be sure

Ventriloquists (be sure)
Forty ventriloquists
With supple wrists (be sure)
Who couldn't say this
Ventriloquists (be sure)
Fourty ventriloquists
Be strong