Red or Black - Whisperz

Whispers are coming out of the breeze
Blisters of shame that are forming on your knees
Electric storm round a carnal form
Ionise the promise of a brand new dawn
Whispers are coming out of the breeze breeze breeze
Blood clot forms in the heart of the city
Searching for that way to make your scars seem pretty
Hide the dusk to cleanse your soul
Drop a match on your rock and roll

Fingers of shame closing round your windpipe
Tempted by a poison fruit
And I tell you it ain't ripe
Eclectic themes coming loose at the seems
Charged in a vacuum of broken dreams yeah
Whispers are coming out of the breeze breeze breeze

Blood clot forms in the heart of the city
Searching for that way to make your scars seem pretty
Hide the dusk to cleanse your soul
Drop a match on your rock and roll

Written by:
Danny Carden

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