How London Got Its Fog - From A Second Story Window

Look away from these eyes that draw you in

Look away

Your always on my mind

Im bleeding and the blood, it spells your name

Dripping from my mouth is the breath id give for you

To smell you is a taste of heaven

All the time in the world traded for just one second

You’re almost to good to be true

Believe a heart so strong with blood that runs deep

Stay away

Touch of death burns my skin

REV THAT ENGINE, SHOW ME WHAT YOUR MADE OF

Cut me and i will bleed for you

Blood that you warmed in my veins

YOU’LL ALWAYS

HAVE MY HEART

BURY HER

IN THESE WORDS

In these words, i will bury her

All my dreams are coming true

Every second that i spend here with YOU

REV THAT ENGINE

SHOW ME WHAT YOUR MADE OF