How London Got Its Fog

by From a Second Story Window· from Demo

Look away from these eyes that draw you into me look awayyour always on my mind without you i am forever empty im bleeding and the blood spells your name dripping from my mouth is the breath id give for you to smell you is a taste of heaven all the time in the world traded for just one second (your) almost to good to be believe a heart so strong with blood that runs deep stay away touch of death burns my skin rev that engine show me what your made of cut me and i will bleed for you blood that you warmed in my veins you;ll always have my heart bury her in these words in these words i will bury her al my dreams are comming true every second of the day i spend with you.