(The Knife cover)
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 a divine sense
To know what to say
Mind is a razorblade
Refr: 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
Refr.- (x2)
And you, you knew the hand of the devil
And you, kept us awake with wolves teeth
sharing different heartbeats
in one night
Refr.- (x2)
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