Champagne Riot - Heart Stab | Текст песни

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• Champagne Riot
• Heart Stab

Feels like a heart stab whenever you are near
The sweet taste of sugar
The sweet taste of fear
A stab in the heart
By Katie's snaky smile
A kill with no purpose
Beyond just killing time

Then she speaks, sadly smiles,
Stains of blood on her jeans
Telling lies on wet Monday nights

On night times in Elm Street
Kate's only dancing alone
Like a young Sharon Stone

She says, boy can't you sleep
All wrapped up in your sheets
Soaked in liquid dreams

On night times in Elm Street
Love's almost real for a while
At least for tonight