Texty

I won't run from the fire Stay with him and watch desire Blue, blue moon Let me know when With you My silver skin I feel lightning, the lightning He is cool He's falling for you I kill him I'll break his neck I'll try not to be a fool, just a little afraid But I'm holding, I'm holding you Finding God, oh, finding God In his bedroom, he is selling pot To all his lovers, to you and me Let me share all my smoke with you Silver skin, I feel lightning, the lightning He is cool (so damn cool) He's falling for you I kill him I'll break his neck I'll try not to be a fool, just a little afraid But I'm holding, I'm holding you
Writer(s): Sebastian Scheipers, Moritz Jahn, Henning Von Hertel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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