And all of heaven and hell came down to hear me hit the ground
The lowered song of the engine, slow and steady
We were sinking to the sound
We'll wake up early on a summer afternoon
We'll sink our feet into the sea
And make love to anything with pulsing rhythm
Like a freeway crash
You stop and stare
Like a common cold
Or your knotted hair
Put off your violence (You gotta shed your skin)
We're all too tired now to fight (You gotta show yourself)
Your words hit heavy against my chest (You gonna burn it down, down)
She speaks with emphasis (You're living on a shelf)
Says love's a lie, I'll trust machines (You gotta get it right)
To guide me home again (You're gonna run away)
She puts no faith in men
Heaven Video (MV)
Performed By: Up From The Wormwood
Language: English
Length: 2:04
Written by: D Moralez, E Baronia, J Bernard, J Noble, M Piane
Up From The Wormwood - Heaven Lyrics
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And all of heaven and hell came down to hear me hit the ground
The lowered song of the engine, slow and steady
We were sinking to the sound
We'll wake up early on a summer afternoon
We'll sink our feet into the sea
And make love to anything with pulsing rhythm
Like a freeway crash
You stop and stare
Like a common cold
Or your knotted hair
Put off your violence (You gotta shed your skin)
We're all too tired now to fight (You gotta show yourself)
Your words hit heavy against my chest (You gonna burn it down, down)
She speaks with emphasis (You're living on a shelf)
Says love's a lie, I'll trust machines (You gotta get it right)
To guide me home again (You're gonna run away)
She puts no faith in men
The lowered song of the engine, slow and steady
We were sinking to the sound
We'll wake up early on a summer afternoon
We'll sink our feet into the sea
And make love to anything with pulsing rhythm
Like a freeway crash
You stop and stare
Like a common cold
Or your knotted hair
Put off your violence (You gotta shed your skin)
We're all too tired now to fight (You gotta show yourself)
Your words hit heavy against my chest (You gonna burn it down, down)
She speaks with emphasis (You're living on a shelf)
Says love's a lie, I'll trust machines (You gotta get it right)
To guide me home again (You're gonna run away)
She puts no faith in men
Writer: D Moralez, E Baronia, J Bernard, J Noble, M Piane
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave