This Love

(альбом: Tits 'n Ass - 2012)

This love's a killer, it's gonna kill us both
Funny how we cling to the other doors
You close your eyes and say it's me
The one you want to believe

This love's a killer, it's gonna kill us both
Like lightning strikes unexposed
Pure as electricity
It makes me feel like
It makes me feel like

We're like thieves in all the doors
From the stars of Sunday moon and all the world
We're like thieves stealing from the poor
I spotted you in the crowd
That kind of love is not allowed

All there before us
All there before us
Keep on forgetting but we remember

[Chorus]

All there before us
All there before us
Keep on forgetting but we remember

This love's a killer, it's gonna kill us both
So help us God and Holy Ghost
From a dream of maybe make believe
Can't help feel like
It makes me feel like

A thief, stealing all the doors
From the stars of Sunday moon and all the world
We're like thieves stealing from the poor
I spotted you in the crowd
That kind of love is not allowed

All there before us
All there before us
Keep on forgetting but we remember

This love's a killer