Witching Hour

The rain always comes
After the silence
It stays, but the soft hiss always fades
Electronics hum
The electronics hum

May it fall upon me
To have the bites, that not leave marks

Move on, fall for someone just like you
It makes things seems real
Your name comes up in blue flames
Sure looks good on you

May it fall upon me
To have the bites, that not leave marks

There's no skin off my back
No more take backs



Credits
Writer(s): Rory Phillips
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