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Pretty Girls Make Graves - Wildcat lyrics
Violet It bleeds purple behind lucid eyes Negatives flash reverse of real life Promises made with India ink Bite your lip, there's a flush in your cheeks Hold it Mercury pir of travellers and thieves Grant us speed, wisdom, and winged feet Flying through the night Thunderbolt blinding temporary Born of foam, we ride through moon coloured streets There's lightning in our hair Wildcat Turn the volume, turn the tone Wildcat I'm in stereo Pull me close; tell me it will always feel so right In the cold chill of a crisp October night Can you take a moment, turn it infinite? Tell me Love is eternal |
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