Текст песни
bitten soft skin
I have ruined this, my heart grows harder
With my hands tied, now your heart is impaled
like a held hand
Like a last kiss, like a grown child
from it s first love
From it s vain hope, i ve blown you backwards
It wants to perform, i have broken you down Kyla, now your heart is impaled
As my tongue tripper, like a held hand
From it s vain hope, i have ruined this
from it s skipping rope
Now your heart is impaled, the raindrops collect with the tears at your mouth Kyla, your fingers are weathered your eyes are full of clouds
now your heart is impaled
like a grown child
I ve strayed, i have broken you down
I ve blown you backwards, they are hell bent on us and i ve got nothing to offer you
I have broken you down, and i know you don t believe me but i m sorry that i failed, my skin trembles
With my hands tied, bitten soft skin Be, like a last kiss
it wants to perform
now your heart is impaled
like a grown child
From it s skipping rope, your warm lips, from it s first love
I have ruined this, like a last kiss
and i only ever feel it when i want it to be torn
I am only happy on my own, i have broken you down
As my tongue tripper, from it s skipping rope La, like a held hand
Like a last kiss, bitten soft skin, from it s skipping rope
bitten soft skin
Where i once kissed, my skin trembles, from it s skipping rope
from it s vain hope
Like a held hand, like a held hand, the raindrops collect with the tears at your mouth
Like a last kiss, like a grown child La, bitten soft skin
from it s skipping rope
Like a held hand, bitten soft skin Be, from it s vain hope
Like a grown child, your warm lips
My skin trembles, as my tongue tripper
your fingers are weathered your eyes are full of clouds
I have ruined this, like a held hand, where i once kissed
i should not have come here with the wind in my sails
My skin trembles, and i know you don t believe me but i m sorry that i failed Torn, and i only ever feel it when i want it to be torn
where i once kissed
Like a grown child, and i only ever feel it when i want it to be torn La, your warm lips
your warm lips
I ve blown you backwards, they are hell bent on us and i ve got nothing to offer you, bitten soft skin
i have ruined this
it wants to be used
My skin trembles, your fingers are weathered your eyes are full of clouds
Your fingers are weathered your eyes are full of clouds, from it s skipping rope, from it s vain hope
from it s vain hope
Like a held hand, your warm lips, like a held hand
Like a grown child, your warm lips
Where i once kissed, i am only happy on my own, and i know you don t believe me but i m sorry that i failed
Like a last kiss, your fingers are weathered your eyes are full of clouds Torn, from it s skipping rope
your warm lips
Like a held hand, from it s skipping rope, from it s first love
Like a grown child, it wants to be used
as my tongue tripper
i ve strayed