The Distillers – The Hunger

Holy eyes, I never knew I’d beg down at your feet

Hold on tight I never knew I’d know much more than this

Open sky, the wave of pain the scent of you is bliss

Hungry eyes, they stare at me I know, I know

Don’t go!

Summertime, the taste of saint secretes of perfume mist

Console the mind, I take it in the lips of pink I kiss

Lonely sky, the more you take the more that I give in

Holy eyes, I never knew, I know, I know

Don’t go!

Hold onto the memory, it’s all you got

I know you’ll be there to soak up blood lost

Blood lost

Blood lost

Don’t go!

Hold on to the memory, it’s all you got

I know you’ll be there to soak up blood lost

Hold on to the memory, it’s all you got

I know you’ll be there to soak up blood lost

Blood lost

Blood lost