Lifeline

27/12/06 Lifeline

In the middle of the night
In the centre of the city lights
A shot is broken out
It’s the pound
The pounding of our hearts

Oh and the lights go down
It’s the city routine
And the people passin’ by
Can’t see what we’ve seen

Oh yeah, the blood
Is dripping down the street
Its causin’ a scene
Oh dear, its your heat
That good old flame of yours
Takin’ me in
Oh...

(Pre-chorus)
It’s the hold of lovers
The grip of fear
Its our lifeline, baby
What can we do?

(Chorus)
You’ve got me in a coffin of love
A suffocating clutch it seems
Its unbreakable
Oh honey, can’t you save me?

The crowd comes
Drawn by the scent of the scene
Oh dear, the rules arrive, the lines are drawn
It’s a fucking propaganda
And it can’t be helped

It’s the hold of lovers
The grip of fear
Its our lifeline, baby
What can we do?

You’ve got me in a coffin of love
A suffering clutch it seems
Oh its our lifeline, baby
Oh honey, can’t you save me?

Oh the love, the fucking bloody love
And you know something?
Its all their fault!