Cellophane

(альбом: Night Work - 2021)

To the deep blue sea
To the deepest part I'll let it out of me
With his hungry heart
I'll take it all or else I'll fall apart

Oooooh A storm's a coming
Oooooh And there's nothing you can do
Nothing you can do

Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Black shadow bullets over you
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Cellphane kisses now you're through

Your darkest dream
Your golden soul it's tearing at the seams
Your racing heart
It's hard to breathe with you right where you are

Oooooh A storm's a coming
Oooooh And there's nothing you can do
Nothing you can do

Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Black shadow bullets over you
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Cellphane kisses now you're through
Ooh ooh ooh ooh

White scars there's nothing you can do
Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Cellophane kisses now your through
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
White scars there's nothing you can do
Ooh ooh ooh ooh