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FM Static
FM Static


Background information
Origin Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Genre(s) Christian Rock
Pop punk
Years active 2003—present
Label(s) Tooth & Nail Records
Associated acts Thousand Foot Krutch
Website Website
Members
Steve Augustine
Trevor McNevan
Former members
Justin Smith
Jeremy Smith
John Bunner



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FM Static Lyrics

"Cinnamon & Lipstick" lyrics


We were young,
We thought we were invincible,
We probably made no sense at all,
Oh oh
We belonged,
Where ever we wanted to be,
No one could tell us anything,
Oh oh

I'm not the type to stay cold
In the winter,
But I know we had something'
Special my dear,
We all had our struggles,
But faith kept us strong and,
We always knew we would,
End up right here

Sometimes I wish we
Could go back

You remind me of
Cinnamon and lipstick,
And the summers that we kicked it.
And the late nights,
That we stayed up,
Singing our favorite songs
In my beat up old apartment,
We were broke and,
We were starvin',
But it's nights like that,
That we will never forget again

We were strong,
We thought we had the everglow,
It felt so irresistible,
Oh-oh
We prolonged,
That some day we would have to leave,
No one could make us not believe,
Oh-oh

I'm not the type to stay cold
In the winter,
But I know we had something'
Special my dear,
We all had our struggles,
But faith kept us strong and,
We always knew we would,
End up right here

Sometimes I wish we
Could go back

You remind me of
Cinnamon and lipstick,
And the summers that we kicked it.
And the late nights,
That we stayed up,
Singing our favorite songs
In my beat up old apartment,
We were broke and,
We were starvin',
But it's nights like that,
That we will never forget again

I know that there's nothin',
Better than this,
But please know that in my heart,
You will be missed
And all we can do is make,
New memories,
We can still change the world,
If we believe

Sometimes I wish we
Could go back

You remind me of
Cinnamon and lipstick,
And the summers that we kicked it.
And the late nights,
That we stayed up,
Singing our favorite songs
In my beat up old apartment,
We were broke and,
We were starvin',
But it's nights like that,
That we will never forget again

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