Of Crime And Passion
Why did you let me run,
When you knew I'd fall for the gaping hole -
Where your heart should be?
Liar - couldn't cut me deeper with a knife if you tried -
Just take a look, before you run off and hide, at your victim, arise...
Clouds on you shoulder
Aren't they grazed by the afterglow
How quiet they gather -
When the storm is about to blow -
Oh, oh, now don't look away,
Caught in the crossfire
And it ain't no wind of change
I'm talking of crime and passions rage.
Summer of madness the undertow, dragged me up an alley -
For the blossoming fire on a strangers smile.
Bride of wires - how disguise so easily cracked -
Saw your heart turn spade, this orchids turned to black..
Graze on your shoulder
Like the clouds in the afterglow
How quiet they gather -
When the storm is about to blow -
Oh, oh, now don't look away
Caught in the crossfire
And it ain't no wind of change
I'm talking of crime and passions rage
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Way down by the shoulder
In the haze of the afterglow
Stranded together -
And the storm's about to blow -
Oh, oh, now don't look away
Caught in the crossfire
And it ain't no wind of change
I'm talking of crime and passions..
Oh, oh now don't look away
Caught in the crossfire
And it ain't no wind of change
I'm talking of crime and passion..
Don't look away
Caught in the crossfire
And if ain't no wind of change
I'm talking of crime and passion...