One night to be confused
One night to speed up truth
We had a promise made

Four hands and then away

Both under influence

We had divine scent
To know what to say
Mind is a razor blade


To call for hands of above
To lean on

Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no


One night of magic rush
The start a simple touch
One night to push and scream

And then relief

Ten days of perfect tunes

The colors red and blue
We had a promise made
We were in love


To call for hands of above
To lean on

Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no


To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough


And you, you knew the hands of the devil
And you, kept us awake with wolf teeth

Sharing different heartbeats
In one night


To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough

For me, no

To call for hands of above

To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no