Mouth Of The Devil
MOTHER MOTHER · No Culture 2017 · Track 07 of 13
In the days, when they were nights I would burn just like a firefly Out of touch, and out of sight I was wrong, but I was doing it right
We would drink the blood of sleep We would drink until we couldn't speak And I could still hear 'em calling to me, baby
A come back to me Come back with me Back to when we were young And making out in the mouth of the devil
A come back to me A come back with me Back to when we were numb Just bleeding out in the mouth of the devil
In the days that turned to dust I couldn't love, so I would run for lust I couldn't feel, so I would touch A sea of flesh but it was never enough
And we would steal each other's grief We were thin but we were thick as thieves And I could still hear 'em calling to me, baby
A come back to me A come back with me Back to when we were young And making out in the mouth of the devil
A come back to me A come back with me Back to when we were numb And just bleeding out in the mouth of the devil, yeah
You gotta ho-o-old me down You gotta ho-o-old me back Cause I'm might slip into Slip into the black
You gotta ho-o-old me down You gotta ho-o-old me back Cause I'm might slip away Slip into the past
A come back to me A come back with me Back to when we were young And making out in the mouth of the devil
A come back to me A come back with me Back to when we were numb And just bleeding out in the mouth of the devil
Yeah, come back, I know you wanna Yeah, come back, I know you wanna Get back to when we were young And making out in the mouth of the devil
Yeah, come back, I know you wanna Yeah, come back, I know you wanna Get back to when we were young Just bleeding out in the mouth of the devil, yeah