Our Love
Our love lay there
Twitching like a dying thing
Our love was like a bloated body
Poisoning the water upstream
I don't know why but there's
Magic in everything that I do
Hands like claws lying
On your side facing your room
Oooh
Oooh
Our love can grow and breathe like the green green trees at night
Our love feels guilty for never being home and hating being home
Our love wants more and it shakes me to my very core oooh
Our love speaks out and says the things that I can't say to you
Oooh
Oooh
Twitching like a dying thing
Our love was like a bloated body
Poisoning the water upstream
I don't know why but there's
Magic in everything that I do
Hands like claws lying
On your side facing your room
Oooh
Oooh
Our love can grow and breathe like the green green trees at night
Our love feels guilty for never being home and hating being home
Our love wants more and it shakes me to my very core oooh
Our love speaks out and says the things that I can't say to you
Oooh
Oooh
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Goldberg, Fresh, George Phillips, Kathryn Woods, Myles Mccabe
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.