Shaken Like a Leaf
I can cross one more thing off my list
I might have scored, but I might have missed
We didn't go far, but at least we kissed
So thank you, pretty venomous snake
I trembled a bit, but I didn't break
Although at some point my life was at stake
The love police came in my hour of grief
And said that I don't deserve any relief
They called me a drunkard, a bastard, a thief
I was blown like a feather
And shaken like a leaf
Shaken
Shaken
Shaken like a leaf
I don't want to lie, she still bothers me
Time to board a bus to sanity
Where every passenger is in agony
The past is a pitchfork in my back
Hope is a candle of wax
Seeping between time's cruel cracks
The love police came in my hour of grief
And said that I don't deserve any relief
They called me a drunkard, a bastard, a thief
I was blown like a feather
And shaken like a leaf
Shaken
Shaken
Shaken like a leaf
This warm wind is the breath of a wild, wild, wild, wild storm
This warm wind is the breath of a wild, wild, wild, wild storm
I don't want to be in this state of mind anymore
The love police came in my hour of grief
And said that I don't deserve any relief
They called me a drunkard, a bastard, a thief
I was blown like a feather
And shaken like a leaf
Shaken
Shaken
Shaken like a leaf
Shaken
Shaken
Shaken like a leaf
I might have scored, but I might have missed
We didn't go far, but at least we kissed
So thank you, pretty venomous snake
I trembled a bit, but I didn't break
Although at some point my life was at stake
The love police came in my hour of grief
And said that I don't deserve any relief
They called me a drunkard, a bastard, a thief
I was blown like a feather
And shaken like a leaf
Shaken
Shaken
Shaken like a leaf
I don't want to lie, she still bothers me
Time to board a bus to sanity
Where every passenger is in agony
The past is a pitchfork in my back
Hope is a candle of wax
Seeping between time's cruel cracks
The love police came in my hour of grief
And said that I don't deserve any relief
They called me a drunkard, a bastard, a thief
I was blown like a feather
And shaken like a leaf
Shaken
Shaken
Shaken like a leaf
This warm wind is the breath of a wild, wild, wild, wild storm
This warm wind is the breath of a wild, wild, wild, wild storm
I don't want to be in this state of mind anymore
The love police came in my hour of grief
And said that I don't deserve any relief
They called me a drunkard, a bastard, a thief
I was blown like a feather
And shaken like a leaf
Shaken
Shaken
Shaken like a leaf
Shaken
Shaken
Shaken like a leaf
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Writer(s): Morten Maehre
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