33 dream movie

[wytchcroft]

wild lovers once we ran these walls
and later learned to face the dawn
in empty car parks, nameless places,
deliriously blurring the dates and faces
that's how it works

when you're drunk on love

well i'm sat here right now wearing the sweat shirt that i stole off you
must've been a way back;
'33 the year of the hotel fire...

yeah, i remember coz you hated that place so much
you called it "the kind of dive where your teeth get cracked
by every coffee cup"

and it's been quite a time since then
but the damn thing still aint faded
i can read the number back to front
and upside down

you never did like to have your feelings taken out and paraded
still, maybe i should've gone dancing with you
we could've taken on the town... 

but i believe in tenderness
and hearing that baby wailing i guess it just left me
feeling like a clown

anyway, now
i've scratched the chalk on your door like a burglar's mark
and it feels good to know you're magically defended

and maybe it's true that love comes through
i guess we'll find out when this movie has ended.
 
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