Murder By Death - Flip

Текст песни

Walk me home, I’ll follow you
By the fickle light of a crooked moon
Don’t look back, they’re watching now
They won’t forget, they found us out
Let’s start a riot, I’ll race you to the floor
Watch me fall, keep your secrets like the dark
The salty air, your burning breath
Her sleight of hand might change your mind again
Now we need a cure for these fever dreams
For our shadows lost in an empty sea
Forget, forget what we could have said
Only sweat-soaked sheets on the foot of the bed
Walk me home, I’ll follow you
By the fickle light of a crooked moon
Don’t look back, they’re watching now
They won’t forget, they found us out
Forget, forget what we could have said
Only sweat-soaked sheets on the foot of the bed
The salty air, your burning breath
Her sleight of hand might change your mind again
Now we need a cure for these fever dreams
For our shadows lost in an empty sea
Baby, baby, don’t make a sound
It’s too late, the secret’s out
Baby, baby, don’t make a sound
It’s too late, the secret’s out