To have you
Inches away
Breath gasping
Brain in another skull
Tear down every wall
And burn all remnants born
Kill the norm
Love the storm
That is us
All because
I was wrong all along
I was wrong all along
So start me up again
Sick of this decadence
Just put your lips on mine
And we become the storm
Nothing but the ocean
Could drown this notion of
Yearning hearts
Tired lungs
Bloodshot eyes
Tense cold hands
All my flaws in your arms
All my flaws in your arms
So start me up again
Sick of this decadence
Just put your lips on mine
And we become the storm