Holy eyes, I never knew id beg down at your feet Hold on tight I never knew id know much more than this open sky The wave of pain the scent of you is bliss hungry eyes they stare at me I know I know
don’t go
summertime the taste of saint secretes perfume mist console the mind I take it in, lips of pink i kiss lonely sky The more you take the moore I give in holy eyes I never knew I know I know Don’t go
Hold on to the memory It’s all you got I know you’ll be there to soak up blood lost Blood lost Blood lost