Full moon after blinding light
Storm hiding in plain sight
Distorted noise on the radio,
everywhere I go
A weird taste in my mouth,
a scent in the breeze
The wind brings cold echoes
On the streets, a thousand broken promises
I’m reading the signs and I know
This one’s gonna hurt
I hear the alarm and I know
This one’s gonna hurt
This one, oh-oh, this one’s gonna hurt
Red lights distracting me
Shadowdance on the corner
The beat goes on, It’s taunting me
I can’t let go, oh no
I’d run away and save the truth for another day
but the wind brings your echoes
The guilty moon keeps rising up
It won’t stop, I can’t stop
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