quarta-feira, 19 de dezembro de 2012

Hurts Like Heaven







Written in graffiti on a bridge in a park

'Do you ever get the feeling that you're missing the mark?'

It's so cold it's so cold

It's so cold it's so cold


Written up in marker on a factory sign


'I struggle with the feeling that my life isn't mine'


It's so cold it's so cold


It's so cold it's so cold






See the arrow that they shot


Trying to tear us apart


Took the fire from my belly and the beat from my heart


Still I won't let go


Still I won't let go






Of you- ooh ooh


'Cause you do


Oh you use your heart as a weapon


And it hurts like heaven






On every street every car every surface are names


Tonight the streets are ours and we're writing and saying


Don't let em take control


No we won't let em take control






Yes I feel a little bit nervous


Yes I feel nervous and I cannot relax


How come they're out to get us?


How come they're out when they don't know the facts?






So on a concrete canvas under cover of dark


On a concrete canvas I'll go making my mark


Armed with a spray can soul


I'll be armed with a spray can soul






And you ooh ooh


You ooh ooh


You use your heart as a weapon


And it hurts like heaven...