Raincoats
Eight stones you wanna throw
Hit my hand, walk the floor
Next day, fetch the chord
That said, you wanna know
Eight stones you wanna throw
Hit my hand, walk the floor
Next day, fetch the chord
That said, you wanna know
I begin to love
All the reasons why
You belong to me
Wakey-wakey beast
Give it up
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
I begin to love (I begin to love the way you are)
All the reasons why (all the reasons why I might)
All the reasons why (I begin to fall apart)
Ah-ah, ah-ah
I begin to fall apart
When I walk, I feel my fingers falling off again
And I'm lost in operations, feeling almost ill
When I walk, I feel my fingers falling off again
And I'm lost in operations, feeling almost ill
Eight stones you wanna throw
Hit my hand, walk the floor
Next day, fetch the chord
That said, you wanna know
Eight stones, you wanna throw
Hit my hand, walk the floor
Next day, fetch the chord
That said, you wanna know
Eight stones you wanna throw
Hit my hand, walk the floor
Next day, fetch the chord
That said, you wanna know
Eight stones you wanna throw
Hit my hand, walk the floor
Hit my hand, walk the floor
Next day, fetch the chord
That said, you wanna know
Eight stones you wanna throw
Hit my hand, walk the floor
Next day, fetch the chord
That said, you wanna know
I begin to love
All the reasons why
You belong to me
Wakey-wakey beast
Give it up
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
I begin to love (I begin to love the way you are)
All the reasons why (all the reasons why I might)
All the reasons why (I begin to fall apart)
Ah-ah, ah-ah
I begin to fall apart
When I walk, I feel my fingers falling off again
And I'm lost in operations, feeling almost ill
When I walk, I feel my fingers falling off again
And I'm lost in operations, feeling almost ill
Eight stones you wanna throw
Hit my hand, walk the floor
Next day, fetch the chord
That said, you wanna know
Eight stones, you wanna throw
Hit my hand, walk the floor
Next day, fetch the chord
That said, you wanna know
Eight stones you wanna throw
Hit my hand, walk the floor
Next day, fetch the chord
That said, you wanna know
Eight stones you wanna throw
Hit my hand, walk the floor
Credits
Writer(s): Mads Brauer, Casper Clausen, Thomas Husmer, Rasmus Stolberg
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