Crying Lions - Hurricane Тексты

Pick yourself up
And dust yourself down
Summer days
And lights so loud

Adventure spills from her tongue
And she kisses with words
That the sky is made from
She's hand in hand with madness
With you on the side
Afraid to live and scared to die

She was a hurricane
And I was a mess
Afternoon tunes and cigarettes
When space stood still
To enjoy the noise
Cos we'll live forever and ever

Her morals were lost between lust and vice
She'll feed your heart with a lullaby bite
But she still laughed like she wasn't aware
Of the lightning strike that can only tear
Into your brain
With no shame
Cos she's fucking in your blood
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