Hurts Like Heaven - Live
Written in graffiti on a in a park
Do you ever get the feeling that you're missing the mark?'
It's so cold, it's so cold
It's so cold, it's so cold
Written up in marker on a factory sign
I struggle with the feeling that my life isn't mine
It's so cold, it's so cold
It's so cold, it's so cold
See the arrow they shot
Trying to tear us apart
Take the fire from my belly and the beat from my heart
Still I won't let go
Still I won't let go
Of you, ooh-ooh
'Cos you do
Oh, you use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven
On every street every car every surface on nature
When the streets are rising and you'd rather sing
Don't let em take control
No we won't let em take control
Yes I feel a little bit nervous
Yes I feel nervous and I cannot relax
How come they're out to get us
How come they're out when they don't know the facts
So on a concrete canvas and a glow in a dark
On a concrete canvas I'll make you a mark
Armed with a spraycan soul
I'll be armed with a spraycan soul
And you, ooh-ooh
Oh and it's you, ooh-ooh
'Cos you use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven
Woah oh-oh-oh, woah oh-oh-oh
Yeah it's true
When you
Use your heart as a weapon
Then it hurts like heaven
Paris yeah
Oh it's gonna be fucking cool ah boys
Oh it hurts like oh
Oh oh oh-oh
It hurts like heaven
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
It hurts like heaven
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
I cannot hear you, is there anybody out there, hello?
Do you ever get the feeling that you're missing the mark?'
It's so cold, it's so cold
It's so cold, it's so cold
Written up in marker on a factory sign
I struggle with the feeling that my life isn't mine
It's so cold, it's so cold
It's so cold, it's so cold
See the arrow they shot
Trying to tear us apart
Take the fire from my belly and the beat from my heart
Still I won't let go
Still I won't let go
Of you, ooh-ooh
'Cos you do
Oh, you use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven
On every street every car every surface on nature
When the streets are rising and you'd rather sing
Don't let em take control
No we won't let em take control
Yes I feel a little bit nervous
Yes I feel nervous and I cannot relax
How come they're out to get us
How come they're out when they don't know the facts
So on a concrete canvas and a glow in a dark
On a concrete canvas I'll make you a mark
Armed with a spraycan soul
I'll be armed with a spraycan soul
And you, ooh-ooh
Oh and it's you, ooh-ooh
'Cos you use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven
Woah oh-oh-oh, woah oh-oh-oh
Yeah it's true
When you
Use your heart as a weapon
Then it hurts like heaven
Paris yeah
Oh it's gonna be fucking cool ah boys
Oh it hurts like oh
Oh oh oh-oh
It hurts like heaven
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
It hurts like heaven
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
I cannot hear you, is there anybody out there, hello?
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Mark Buckland, Christopher Anthony John Martin, William Champion, Guy Rupert Berryman, Brian Peter George Eno
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