tyra

I love this song, distillers and brody...




Holy eyes, I never knew I'd beg down at your feet
Hold on tight, I never knew I'd know much more than this
Open sky, the wave of pain, the scent of you is bliss
Hungry eyes, they stare at me...
I know, I know--
Don't go...

Summertime, the taste of saint secretes a perfume mist
Console the mind, I take it in with lips of pink I kiss
Lonely sky, the more you take the more that I give in
Holy eyes, I never knew, I know, I know--
Don't go...

Hold onto the memory, it's all you've got
I know you'll be there to soak up blood lost, blood lost, blood....

Don't go...


Hold onto the memory, it's all you've got
I know you'll be there to soak up blood lost
Hold onto the memory, it's all you've got
I know you'll be there to soak up blood lost, blood lost, blood lost.

Hey hey ah hey ah
Yeah
Hey hey ah hey
Yeah
Eyy hey ah hey hey ah
Yeah oh
Hey hey ah heh ah
Yeah-Hwuah
Ooh yeaghh Ooh yeaghh
Hey ooh hey ooh
Ooh hey it's true
Yeah
Hey hey hey hey it's you
oh oh