One night to be confused One night to speed up truth We had a promise made Four hands and then away
Both under influence We had divine scent To know what to say Mind is a razor blade
To call for hands of above To lean on Wouldn't be good enough For me, no
One night of magic rush The start a simple touch One night to push and scream And then relief
Ten days of perfect tunes The colors red and blue We had a promise made We were in love
To call for hands of above To lean on Wouldn't be good enough For me, no
To call for hands of above To lean on Wouldn't be good enough
And you, you knew the hands of the devil And you, kept us awake with wolf teeth Sharing different heartbeats In one night
To call for hands of above To lean on Wouldn't be good enough For me, no
To call for hands of above To lean on Wouldn't be good enough For me, no |
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