James Deacon - Son of Apollo

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Don’t waste my time, draw that line
Wolf that, come on, gotta go all night
Flip that switch, take that coin
Catch myself tryna stay in time
Slips away, fade to grey
Running a-, running a-, running away
Splashing water on my face
Running a-, running a-, running away
The light burns me like I’m evil
This love hurts me like it’s hell
Your touch warms me like a needle
Now I’m falling for your spell
Your light burns me like I’m evil
This love hurts me like it’s hell
You’re my military
Making my insides turn to machinery
Okay, he’s done, he’s on his way
Going back, no no no way
Soon I’ll be, soon you’ll see
Ride by horses in a cavalry
Now I’m free, eyes on me
Promise that’ll never happen to me
Keep it moving, follow me
Promise that’ll never happen to me
You know that the light burns me like I’m evil
This love hurts me like it’s hell
Your touch warms me like a needle
Now I’m falling for your spell
The light burns me like I’m evil
This love hurts me like it’s hell
You’re my military
Making my insides turn to machinery
Youth is getting old
Feeling like a handicap
Wisdom tells me I should
Cherish every drop from out the tap
I can see the ghost in the crowd
Maybe it’s a shadow cast from the clouds
The light burns me like I’m evil
This love hurts me like it’s hell
Your touch warms me like a needle
Now I’m falling for your spell
The light burns me like I’m evil
This love hurts me like it’s hell
You’re my military
You’re making my insides turn to machinery