Read the odds of this song. Walk colder home, walk cold. My press face on the ice lead. A time is heaven when you call. Painted lipstick on it. Walk the truth up to me.
Well, then we don't need to pretend anymore. It's real, it's real, let your love be the proof. I can tell that it's the truth, that fear. That fear, there's a beauty out there,.
We're decadent beyond our means, we've a zeal. We feel the things they'll never feel. They're solemn in their wealth, we're high in our poverty. We see the things they never see.
We're decadent beyond our means, we've a zeal. We feel the things they'll never feel. They're solemn in their wealth, we're high in our poverty. We see the things they never see.
We're decadent beyond our means, we've a zeal. We feel the things they'll never feel. They're solemn in their wealth, we're high in our poverty. We see the things they never see.
Oh the sweetest spot. When it's gone, it's gone. Don't make me suffer for that. Just to love me. A final dividend. . Between the hurt and the tell of song.
Dangerous make it good, so that you'll remember. Be there, not anybody understand. The wings are tongue that we speaking. No wilds got that ...but baby I got.
n detail you were even more beautiful than from afar. I could love you like the blinded would do. Feeling their way through the dark. . In the darkened house of love it feels like I was sleeping.
Back then there were no others. All I knew, true beginners. . We had a gift, the perfect present. No such a thing. I'm taut. . It's tense for me. Can't live within a memory.
Warm and blind. Groping in the briny deep. The tide washing through. . You were the wild one that nothing would stick to. . Sing lungs sing. Sing lungs sing.
All we want is to feel that feeling again. Just a drop on the lips and we're more than equipped. There is some thirst that's gotta be quenched, yeah. All we want is to feel that feeling again.
Here comes a boy of all your dreams. Fists and fingers bloody. . So he works all day and he works all night. Keeps you all locked up inside. I'm the thing you fenced in.
I'm taping up the windows and the doors. I'm nailing all my pretty things to the floor. . Eyes like fire. A tempest in the water. Eyes like mine. A temper like your mother's.