25 February 2011

When The Moon's Up

Cuts
They're never that deep to stab your heart to death
Blood's
Covering the linoleum floor today
But how
You've got to stuck in my head so intensely?
Just dub
My words are floating finesse, getting to me

It's just twenty three cuts
Don't malfunction your heart
Cause your intends are not
Enough to let you drop
Your fears away
But

When the moon's up
I feel like I'm hallucinating
I feel like it's tremendously
I feel like we're deliberated
Oh no, baby you shouldn't called

Chords
The strings are finding the inner tone of deaf
Bored
Of tiredness that's been on and on again
So why
The pick of night is as shiny like the stars
And cry
Cause moon will lighten the roads of driving cars

It's just twenty three cuts
Don't malfunction your heart
Cause your intends are not
Enough to let you drop
Your fears away
But

When the moon's up
I feel like I'm hallucinating
I feel like it's tremendously
I feel like we're deliberated
Oh no, baby you shouldn't called

Sing me a serenade
And I'll do back it all, I'll do it again
So sharp, so good, so deep
My blood is heating my sheens
It cuts it all, you feel you blur away
Oh, I don't wanna lose my hope

When the moon's up
I feel like I'm hallucinating
I feel like it's tremendously
I feel like we're deliberated
Oh no, baby you shouldn't called

When the moon's up
I feel like I'm hallucinating
I feel like it's tremendously
I feel like we're deliberated
Oh no, baby you shouldn't called

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