Текст песни The Distillers - The Hunger

Holy eyes that never,
never back down at your feet
Hold on tight and never,
never know much more than this
Open skies the way the pain scents of US bliss
Hungry eyes stare at me I know I know, don't come!
Tore my time and taste the scent of queens
perfumeness and so am I are mine take it and lips I think I kissed
Lonely skies the more ou take the more that I give in
Holy eyes never, never I know I know don't come!
Hold on to the memory yea its all you go, I know you'll be
Don't come! Hold on to the memory, yea it's all you got
I know you'll be there to say it last, it lost it lost
Don't come! Hold on to the memory yea its all you got
I know you'll be there to cut the Knife
Hold on to the memory it's all you got
I know you'll be there to slowly cut the last, the last, the last
Hey Yea Hey Yea Hey