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The Rumour said Fire - The Balcony

 

So your mouth tastes like sunshine baby 

but your eyes are all cool buried in my arms
And the breeze takes us deeper and further into
the heart of the moment that is gone

And the scent of your heartache baby 

and the taste of your blood run within me
And there are red flowers in your spit
when you enter my mouth
under the bed down on the floor

So take me under the floorboards
I would love to feel like wood
And take me back to the retards
cause this world just make me sick
There are colours in the air when I fall to the ground
How we'd love to fall more often

There's a band in our cellar baby 

and they're playing a song of the drunks in the street
And I can hear when they're playing their lovesong
cause the kids in the yards stop playing with their toys

So take me under the scoolyard
there are kids there who got lost
Their mouths all shouting asphalt and the bodies torn apart
There are colours in the air when I fall to the ground
I can sence a world of heartache but I love the sound
Of your hair when it falls down from the pillow late at night
On the brink of illusion
It's the devil in my eyes waiting for the moment to kill me inside
How we'd love to die more often

So take my hands love
there's a burst inside our minds
Oooo feel my hands love cause I'm numb from the neck down
And there is fire love on the balcony right here
And I can see our bodies burning but sence no fear

So your mouth tastes like sunshine baby 

but your eyes are all cool buried in my arms
And everything matters for seconds we fall to the floor