Sworn
Quelle: Spotify
I dream on tip-toe murmuring
I drink the cold, brave night
And peel back the stars
Sworn, I lock the door behind me now
Sure, I dive into the restless pools of light
Oooh, I stand before you now
Oooh, dare you to take my pulse
And tell me that I don't mean it
With insect ears I listen for
A sound of you tonight
Yes, I'll be merciless
You, you rush in clear and loud
Your Cheshire ghost appears
I taste the gorgeous tide
Oooh, I don't pray anymore
Oooh, I take your hand and know
The scent of my own skin
Oooh, I stand before you now
Oooh
Oooh, no I don't pray anymore
Oooh, I take your hand and know
The scent of my own skin
The scent of my own skin
The scent of my own skin.
Zeige deinen Freunden, dass dir Sworn von Jane Child gefällt:
Kommentare