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Paroles: Kevin Devine. Fever Moon V2.

You?re hot fire
I can feel you and you?re not far off
I can taste you and you?re what I want
But I can?t know you even when you?re in my arms.

You?re burnt sky
A fever moon that makes the sun jealous at night
Your lava lips pour forth and branding iron eyes
Fix them unto me and bring me back to life

You?re quick sand
I work and fight but just sink deeper in the end
And every nightfall say I won?t get stuck again
But by the morning baby here I always am.

I tie myself in knots
You come and shake me loose
I?m bound up in you
You push 'til you?re through, we do what we do
Lit up with proof.

I bite your belly soft
You make maps on my back
You blockade the door
And sink to your floor
Get ready for war

You?re hot fire
The bad decision that I lie here waitin' on
Staring down your next mistake can take so long
I hear your lock click, babe, I don?t care that it?s wrong
No, I don?t care that it?s wrong
No, I don?t care that it?s wrong