The Distillers Holy eyes, I never knew I'd beg down at your feet Hold on tight I never knew I'd know much more than this Open sky, the wave of pain the scent of you is bliss Hungry eyes, they stare at me I know, I know Don't go!
Summertime, the taste of saint secretes of perfume mist Console the mind, I take it in lips of pink I kiss Lonely sky, the more you take the more that I give in Holy eyes, I never knew, I know, I know
Don't go!
Hold onto the memory, it's all you got I know you'll be there to soak up blood lost Blood lost Blood lost
Don't go!
Hold on to the memory, it's all you got I know you'll be there to soak up blood lost (x2)