Heartbeats
José Gonzålez Lyrics
One night to be confused
One night to speed up truth
We had a promise made
Four hands and then away
Both under influence
We had divine scent
To know what to say
Mind is a razor blade
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no
One night of magic rush
The start a simple touch
One night to push and scream
And then relief
Ten days of perfect tunes
The colors red and blue
We had a promise made
We were in love
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
And you, you knew the hands of the devil
And you, kept us awake with wolfs teeth
Sharing different heartbeats
In one night
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Karin Elizabeth Dreijer Andersson, Olof Bjorn Dreijer
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This is a gentle acoustic rendition of an original song by The Knife.
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pudgy
One night to be confused
One night to speed up truth
We had a promise made
Four hands and then away
Both under influence
We had divine scent
To know what to say
Mind is a razor blade
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no
One night of magic rush
The start, a simple touch
One night to push and scream
And then relief
Ten days of perfect tunes
The colors, red and blue
We had a promise made
We were in love
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
Sebastian Es
One night to be confused
One night to speed up truth
We had a promise, babe
Four hands and then away
Both under influence
We had divine sense
To know what to say
Mind is a razor blade
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no
One night of magic rush
The start a simple touch
One night to push and scream
And then relief
Ten days of perfect hues
The colors red and blue
We had a promise, babe
We were in love
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
And you
You knew the hand of the devil
And you
Kept us awake with wolves teeth
Sharing different heartbeats
In one night
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
anonymous
i love you.
i love your voice, and i love your touch. i love your smile, and your laugh. and i love when you say my name, whether quietly or loudly. i love every single joke you tell me, good or bad. i love your personality. i love your hair. i love your skin. i love the fact that you're different; unique from every other guy i know. i love how strong you are. i love how close we are. i love the nicknames you have for me. i love our inside jokes. i love how well we've always gotten along. i love just sitting and observing, admiring you even, from afar (or up close). i love just about everything about you.
i hate me.
i hate my voice, and i hate how i'm too scared to reach out and touch anyone. i hate the way my face screws up strangely when i smile, and the weirdness of my laugh. i hate being afraid to say your name to get your attention. i hate how embarrassingly terrible the jokes i tell you are. i hate my personality. i hate my ugly, always-messy hair. i hate my acne-covered skin. i hate how different i am from other girls. i hate how weak i am. i hate how terrified i am to get closer to you. i hate how i can't think of a flattering nickname for you. i hate how i can never think up funny, memorable inside jokes for us to keep. i hate how our getting along comes at a price. i hate how i can't just sit and stare at you forever. i hate everything about myself.
you've helped me love myself more, whether you know it or intend on it in the first place.
you've helped me see the good inside myself. you've made me take a look at myself and decide some things i hate about me are actually quite nice. you've brought my good qualities to life, in spite of my flaws. you're part of the reason i'm the happiest i've ever been. and for that, i thank you. i love you more than you could ever imagine. who would've thought some stupid, silly, older boy could've possibly helped me in this way. /thank you./ -6/23/18-
HearNoSeeNo SpeakNo
Played at my girlfriends funeral, she was 27 and gave birth to our 1st baby a few days earlier, i'm only alive for our son, i will love her forever
legalcanada
PPD?
Marco R.
Have faith. You will be a good father. Stay strong for her.
Michael Brigham Barrett
Brother,
I know a few years have passed since you posted this. I hope all is well with you.
In strength,
A fellow wanderer
Derek Laing
That's heart breaking mate, your girl friends heart beat will for ever live on through your son. Proud of you brođ
James Ragsdale
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Katrina Brave
"When all my dreams come true, the one i want next to me; it's you"
Christopher Anonuevo
Well I'll be seeing you.
Carter Herman
Itâs you Peytonđ I donât cry usually but that scene got me
StashSounds
Always