Berlin

Oh, fire in my blood
I only said that we could be light
Slow down, this slipstream
You're running off into the night, the night

Oh Lord, remember me?
I'm not religious but I'm afraid, afraid

Don't make me count my blessings
You'll make me die confessing
Your touch has cured my weakness
This night don't end, we're sleepless

And you said that you feel
Like you've known me forever, forever
Then she's fled, nothing's real
But I'll need this endeavour, endeavour

So I'll hold on, these memories
Irreplacable, oh, I know, I know

Don't make me count my blessings
You'll make me die confessing
Your touch has cured my weakness
This night don't end, we're sleepless

New York saviour
Built my faith up
Gave me purpose
Fire like a furnace



Credits
Writer(s): Leo David Wyndhan, Matthew Macdonald Hodges, Rupert Hugo Pendray Turner, William Dorey, Harry Deacon
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