Florence And The Machine. Lungs. Howl. Zeneszám

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If you could only see
The beast you made of me
I held it in but now it seems you set it running
Screaming in the dark
I hunt when we're apart
Drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart
My fingers claw your skin, try to tempt my way in
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl
My fingers claw your skin, try to tempt my way in
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl, howl

Now there's no holding back
I'm waiting to attack
My blood is singing with your voice I want to pour it out
The saints can't help me now
The ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with dirty feet across the hollow ground
Like some child possesed, the beast holds in my breath
I want to find you, tear out all your (i don't know this word)
And howl, howl

Be careful, I'm the curse
That poisons your covers
(Don't know this sentence)
Sons turn to hunters

Hunters, hunters
Hunters, hunters
Hunters, Hunters
Hunters, hunters

The fabric of your flesh
Pure as a wedding dress
Until I wrap my self inside your arms I cannot rest
The saints can't help me now
The ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with dirty feet across the hollow ground, and howl

Be careful, I'm the curse
That poisons your covers
(Don't know this sentence)
Sons turn to hunters

If you could only see
The beast you made of me
I held it in but now it seems you set it running free
Screaming in the dark
I hunt when we're apart
Drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart

(Thanks to Blogadoodles for these lyrics)