Harry Wild - Hangman of Love

Consider it occurs
Call it what you want
It shouldn't mean so much to me
Your antiquated eyes test a man's sobriety
For those who make a feast out of lover's laden piety
Your rapturous shove
Makes a hangman of love
But you can attest to my every feeling
That love is a parchment worth our stealing
So we go on from here
Thick as thieves of desire
Treading as one through the fire
Oh, Anaesthesia
I'm paralysed by love
Oh, Anaesthesia
Would you sit by my bedside cabinet
Watching the stars fall from the sky?
When all I cast is a crooked silhouette
When all I steal are these increments of time?
You can attest to my cool indifference
Even a fool learns how to hide
Gone are the solar beams inside
In my dreams
I'm tearing apart at the seams
Oh, Anaesthesia
I'm paralysed by love
Oh, Anaesthesia

Written by:
Harry Wild

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