Springtime Carnivore

Kishore Kumar Hits — Springtime Carnivore - Rough Magic текст песни

Исполнитель: Springtime Carnivore

альбом: Midnight Room

Could you tell my bed was on fire?
I didn't sleep for months
Every time I said your name
A field of roses blew up
It was a rough kind of magic
The kind of magic where you can't even think
It was a rough kind of magic
The kind of magic makes your knees go weak
I couldn't wait, I took the bait
Of a broken fantasy
For a while I was walking tall
Now I'm falling to my knees
It was a rough kind of magic
The kind of magic most people never see
It was a rough kind of magic
The kind of magic that you can't repeat
It could of worked in a perfect world
But who has that?
The final time you leaned in close
Your eyes went from blue to black

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