And We Should Die Of That Roar - Hooks, Pt. III (Airpocket Blues)

Hooks, Pt III (Airpocket Blues)

I sang my heart out in the pockets full of air
Right there in the calm between them stones
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I swear you couldn’t tell between the God and the Evil

Are you lonesome where you lay
With those lungs all filled with clay
If you don’t mind I’d like to stay
‘n pretend like we’re holdin’ hands

It’s been too long since we parted ways
But I don’t bother counting days
And it ain’t my style anyways
See, the truth never was my game

I sang my heart out in the pockets full of air
Right there in the calm between them stones
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I swear you couldn’t tell between the God and the Evil

Been too long since we parted ways
But I don’t bother counting days
And it ain’t my style anyways
See, I don’t care much for the truth!

And of what use is it anyways
I have your face just a blink away
And your scent just everywhere
And your baritone lives right in my head

I love the world in my dreams. Yeah, I hate it while
What I ain’t got I wanna give. What you can’t give me I wanna take
And now I’m standing here with my heart swingin’ on the hooks
My heart swingin’ on the hooks
Heart swingin’ on the hooks

This is for you!
Heart swingin’ on the hooks...
This is for you!
Heart swingin’ on the hooks...

I only sing because of you!
And song will carry me to you!
I’ll see you later in my dreams!
Where we all are kings and queens!

This is for you!
Heart swingin’ on the hooks...
This is for you!
Heart swingin’ on the hooks...

Written by:
HARIS AGIC

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