He leads you in without a sound. But it's the silence that scares you. And now he's all wrapped around you. His pulse pressed to the back of your head
Waking up to the sound of traffic Headlights flicker through the room And here comes that heavy scent from a night well spent And for a moment I felt
It's where it all starts when it itches in your fingers the speed of a race car my god it all comes clear to me we're gaining speed now the ground beneath
of bad excuses my body aches when our lips meet again we're fine as before when we're falling down wash this situation off your hands the blood follows the water