Bad Routine - Frightened Trouble Eyes

All the recon, guns and sights
Frightened by her penetrating eyes
Holding shadows on her bed
Rating into mysterious lines
Troubles are making her saturdays
Being much colder around her head
All her habits, crimes and scars
Are just a part of her tempting lullaby
Rushing 'till your tights collide
Flashing lights that will make you fall apart
Troubles are making her saturdays
Being much colder around her head
But when she loves me she seems to be safe
And all of her roses are turning to grey
When is this going to end?
I have no idea, but I know you are going to be okay

Written by:
Carlos Sánchez, José Hernández

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