The Hunger - The Distillers

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

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

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

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

Blood lost

Blood lost

I miss you

I miss you