Heartbeats

One night to be confused

One night to speed up truth

We had a promise made

Four hands and then away

 

Both under influence

We had divine scent

To know what to say

Mind is a razor blade
To call for hands of above

To lean on

Wouldn’t be good enough

For me, no
One night of magic rush

The start a simple touch

One night to push and scream

And then relief
Ten days of perfect tunes

The colors red and blue

We had a promise made

We were in love
To call for hands of above

To lean on

Wouldn’t be good enough

For me, no
To call for hands of above

To lean on

Wouldn’t be good enough
And you, you knew the hands of the devil

And you, kept us awake with wolf teeth

Sharing different heartbeats

In one night
To call for hands of above

To lean on

Wouldn’t be good enough

For me, no
To call for hands of above

To lean on

Wouldn’t be good enough

For me, no

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