Текст песни Silver Dive - Ed Tullett

Sing from your soul,
I know that there's something wrong;
Your pupils burst.
Kiss me all over,
Your wrists will shake and redden up.

A test for your candles
To put themselves out,
Kill the mood.
Hold me on a bridge, in a car, on my lips,
Liven the mood.

Kill all the silver hues
On your neck, on your dresser.
Make a mess of your room,
Tidy with tears.

On your head be it,
I will absolve myself
From the weight of it.
Dive in,
Your neck makes the sound of it,
And I had forgotten to breathe.

Halo crown,
Short fuse frown,
White hues down.