Mantis

I woke up in his arms were all around me
Hands together like he was praying
The moon was made of steel
And you know how I love a bloody scene
White pillows were his only shield
Coffee would've been bittersweet
(Giggle)

Eight times, he came across my knife

Driving off from Russia
Open roof waved you
From my getaway car
Started like a dance, Sir
Ended in a whisper
Too rude or too dead to say goodbye

Eight times, he came across my knife

And you see my Lord
I'm not a bad girl
But I couldn't help it, I had him so close
I had him so close
Now people standing
Little kids are waving
Marching band is playing
To your saying
They're all dancing
But I can hear your cry

Eight times, he came across my knife, knife, knife

Now I'm driving, I'm driving
I'm driving, I'm driving
I hear in the sky, golden angels reciting
Soon to be swallowed by that sun
Sun
Sun

I woke up in his arms all around me
Hands together like he was praying



Credits
Writer(s): Victoria Whatsworth
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