Letra de Black Tar - The Kills

One hit, one invention
You must pay a ransom, love
Lust, you're too handsome
Fairy tales are fair game
The world is looking for you
Sharpening its blade
London's bloodthirsty
Paris is vain
Open a vein on the pulse of me

Big bruise and our wings sparrowed
I'm gonna catch you by the hair on the Nile
Fortunes herald
Prick quick to pick a fight
The world is tripping for you
Beading up your blood
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LA cats on ya
New York, black tar
Runs over
Runs over you for fun

Big bruise and our wings sparrowed
Hot cook, an old & narrow light
Tucked, prim & primed
If chance was so divine, why
Cool thing go mad & crazy
Some dick is looking for a way
White screen, field of daisies
Pull 'em up, they are
Stay, standing in your way
Stay, standing in your way