Paroles de I'm Cold And There Are Wolves After Me

Never wanted to forget Our last looks, our kindling lust In the corner of your eyes I linger in, inside The last place you and I This is the place where You and I call our home Hands touching He turns them into gold And the rhythm of my heart Smile Bites at me Lips cry red salt He makes me He makes me stay golden Golden While caressing my flesh He rips me open With my eyes closed so tightly, he cradles me With my eyes closed so tightly, he cradles me With my eyes closed so tightly, he cradles me With my eyes closed so tightly, he cradles me Softly we drift into sleep Turning hands into minerals I melt into him My bones depart from me I open my hands into a pool of water Creating the sound of waves, animals, and creatures Waves of hair drift over your ears Waves of hair drift to the rhythm of your heart What is mine is yours What is yours is forever mine