feeling Scars of pleasure, scars of pain Atmospheric changes make them sensitive again Scars of pleasure, scars of pain Atmospheric changes make them sensitive again Scars of pleasure, scars
All my nerves are naked wires Tender to the touch Sometimes super-sensitive But who can care too much? - I get this feeling Scars of pleasure Scars
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feeling All my nerves are naked wires Tender to the touch Sometimes super-sensitive But who can care too much? - I get this feeling Scars of pleasure Scars
I feel alive beside you And all at once I am whole again. We fall into each other Your atmosphere Is all I'm breathing in And in this rush We are
I fold them up and leave All yours (chorus) Oh you had to ask didn't you (x2) Oh you had to know Show your scars Not to rush you The hieroglyphic hints
far As they rush me into the St. Luke's O.R. They pull the bullets out my chest And give 'em back in a jar Now I'm wearin' this scar 'Cause I tried
You are a getaway car, a rush of blood to the head But me, I’m just the covers on top of your bed You steer away in a rear view mirror, you make my
loud Their piercing sounds fill my ears Try to fill me with doubt Yet I know that the goal Is to keep me from falling But nothing's greater Than the rush
fought me for not knowin through the dark streets you walked me, talked to me [Chorus] [Proof] It's the bliss that's a rush so rush my wrists in the
There is unrest in the forest There is trouble with the trees For the maples want more sunlight And the oaks ignore their pleas The trouble with the
I feel alive beside you And all at once I am whole again We fall into each other Your atmosphere is all I'm breathing in And in this rush we are crushed
You are a getaway car A rush of blood to the head But me, I'm just the covers on top of your bed You steer away in a rear view mirror You make my head
loud Their piercing sounds fill my ears, try to fill me with doubt Yet I know that the goal is to keep me from falling But nothing's greater than the rush
The boy only wanting to give mother something And all of her roses had bloomed Looking at him as he came rushing in With him knowing her roses were doomed
(I can hear them calling) So close I can almost taste it Worth all the wasted time (I spent wishing and falling) Now I see through the hurricane's eye As the water rushes