Island

I can't feel a thing here on this island
So if you kiss my skin all I feel is violence
I can't hear a sound here on the horizon
So when you say you love me all I hear is silence

I don't have a friend, no one acquainted
So when I see a face, it's the one I painted
I don't have a brush and I don't have paper
So when I draw blood, I'll play the creator

But I do have the moon
And when it shines most
Sometimes I'll think of you
And wish for a boat
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Here on this island
Here in this violence
Here in this silence
This silence, this si-
Here on this island
Here in this violence
Here in this silence
This silence, this si-

I don't have a light, feeling like a Martian
Crawling through the night, oh, in need of arson
I don't have a brush and I don't have paper
So when I draw blood, I'll play the creator
I don't have a brush and I don't have paper
So when I draw blood, I'll play the creator



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Dan Ravn Fahre, Emilie Adams
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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