My Wild One Songtext
von Sharks

Born under a hotel sign
Poured into the foyer like a glass of wine
At Chinatown and soaking sheets and longing at distance
Awful distance

My body′s such an anchor
When it's wasted not being beside you
Hold to the old true love′s only for
Wild hearts


Blood money sweats in my hand
Tattoos on each of our forearms
Strapped romance
I've waded through an ocean of sand
For a grain of doubt, and I'm certain

And my body is an anchor
When it′s wasted not being beside you
Hold to the old true love′s only for
Wild hearts

Do you feel?
Do you feel?
Do you feel the way I do?
Do you feel the way I do?