Miles Kane - First of My Kind | Текст песни

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• Miles Kane
• First of My Kind

True romance, is what I’m after darling
As it stands, if I shoot I’m cruising
Crawling through like, Midnight panthers
Growling at the moon.

Hover high and grind
You’re the last of your kind
All in good time, You’ll find, that I’m the first of my
My kind, my kind, yeah I’m the first of my
My kind, my kind.

Set in Rome, and I’ve gone as cold as ice
Kiss me, frostbite
It seems I just can’t get enough

Chorus

Those explode in rows, isn’t expected ‘cause, in the back of my mind
Chinese whispers floating round heaven knows
I’m the first of my kind.

Chorus

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