Hands are raised, your tongue is mean And it talks down my self esteem Mother sent cards with prayers and please But you're my god you're everything Take me at my best But you through me at my worst
Don't turn around Feel it nipping at the backs of your heels Feel it calling like a northern wind, whispering Who you are isn't what you've been Don't turn around Feel it nipping at the backs of your heels Feel it calling like a northern wind, whispering Who you are isn't what you've been
Chased the light you're dimming down Oh, hint me now Just make a sound Dearest you're confusing me You're the haze of a lover that i swore to need Taking my breath Breaking my chest
Don't turn around Feel it nipping at the backs of your heels Feel it calling like a northern wind, whispering Who you are isn't what you've been Don't turn around Feel it nipping at the backs of your heels Feel it calling like a northern wind, whispering Who you are isn't what you've been
Oh
Dearest you're confusing me You're the haze of a lover that i swore to need Oh oh
Don't turn around Feel it nipping at the backs of your heels Feel it calling like a northern wind, whispering 'who you are isn't what you've been Don't turn around Feel it nipping at the backs of your heels Feel it calling like a northern wind, whispering 'who you are isn't what you've been
Don't turn around Feel it nipping at the backs of your heels Feel it calling like a northern wind, whispering Who you are isn't what you've been Don't turn around Feel it nipping at the backs of your heels Feel it calling like a northern windTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
