The Killing Kind

(альбом: A Conspiracy Of Stars - 2015)

Tell my story about love
What lovers find
A story of possession
Oh, killing kind
He went out guns a-blazing
Shot right in to the wind
I watched him delicately frazzle
His lights, they slowly dimmed

Not cold at all, it's my demon talking
Feeling so bold, it's my sugar talking

This love is fatal, but oh so sublime
Love that's killing, this love's the killing kind
I have been taken, I have been blind
This love is killing, this love's the killing kind

Sticky situation
I been here before
Burn up that greasy wheel
And go singing like a whore
Wanna hear about the honey?
You wanna hear about the game?
When you look in to her darkness
Baby's got a sense of pain

Not cold at all, it's my demon talking
Feeling so bold, it's my sugar talking

This love is fatal, but oh so sublime
Love that's killing, this love's the killing kind
I have been taken, I have been blind
This love is killing, this love's the killing kind