How London Got Its Fog Testo

dripping from my mouth is the breath id give for you
to smell you is a taste of heaven
all the time in the world traded for just one second
you're almost to good to be true
believe a heart so strong with blood that runs deep
stay away
touch of death burns my skin
REV THAT ENGINE, SHOW ME WHAT YOUR MADE OF
cut me and i will bleed for you
blood that you warmed in my veins
YOU'LL ALWAYS
HAVE MY HEART
BURY HER
IN THESE WORDS
in these words, i will bury her
all my dreams are coming true
every second that i spend here with YOU.
REV THAT ENGINE
SHOW ME WHAT YOUR MADE OF