Kills Songtext
von Ora Cogan

You walked into my dream
With honey in your teeth
With your thumbs in your belt
And a juniper tongue
This kills
This kills
This kills
This kills me
And where you just at war
With yourself


I′m not at ease and I'm not ready
I could go into the void if you′d let me
A snag caught my lip when you kissed me
A thorn caught my wrist and I'm done
This kills
This kills
This kills
This kills me
Oh devil me, devil mine
He's like the sun and

He knows it
If you had the answer you w
Ouldn′t show it
If you had the answer you wouldn′t show it
This kills
This kills
This kills