New Politics - Death Of Me

I know you’ll be the death of me
(be the death of me)

I got a way of attracting danger
I got a thing for misbehavior
I got a way of making friends
Coming as lovers and leaving as strangers
I used to think that I couldn’t be tamed
I used to do it all for the fame
Acting like I was insane
I was alive till you put me down in my grave

Every time we touch I feel your tragic in my heart
Every time we kiss I taste your black magic
Every little thing you do is making it so hard
Every time we kiss I taste your black magic

I know you’ll be the death of me, kill me in my dreams be the death of me (be the death of me)
I know you’ll be the death of me, kill me in my dreams
be the death of me (be the death of me)

I caught a fever I don’t wanna leave her body around me and I need a breather
I haven’t slept for a minute for days
Everyone worried that I shouldn’t feed her
She’s simply evil and can defeat her
Call me a doctor or call me a preacher
Praying on my knees in guillotine
My heart is in her hands still its crazy I need her

Every time we touch I feel your tragic in my heart
Every time we kiss I taste your black magic
Every little thing you do is making it so hard
Every time we kiss I taste your black magic

I know you’ll be the death of me, kill me in my dreams
be the death of me (be the death of me)
I know you’ll be the death of me, kill me in my dreams
be the death of me (be the death of me)

Written by:
David Boyd, Evan Bogart, John Feldmann, Louis Vecchio, Soren Hanson

Publisher:
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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