Kamikaze Love - Poets Of The Fall

Here I go again rushing headlong without a second thought.

Out where reality awaits, I choose to fantasize.

And build myself another piece of this memory estate,

but I can’t find the key to walk inside my own lies.

Hell, the way you walked in, I would kiss the earth beneath your feet.

Take me where the angels fall.

You take it all.

You give no quarter for my love.

You raise me up to tear me down.

Leaves you reeling, feels like stealing,

frantic moments of kamikaze love.

What you live and breathe is why you’re dying, I can see it in your eyes.

It burns, but the waters will not flow,

and we watch it all burn down just to pry ourselves another piece of this

memory estate,

but we can’t find the key to unlock its doors for our souls.

Hell, the way you walked in, I would kiss the earth beneath your feet.

Take me where the angels fall.

You take it all.

You give no quarter for my love.

You raise me up to tear me down.

Leaves you reeling, feels like stealing,

frantic moments of kamikaze love.

Broken phrases, distorted faces, misunderstanding standing in between.

These stolen moments hijack my love.

Miss Understanding grinning through her

teeth.

Take me where the angels fall.

You take it all.

You give no quarter for my love.

You raise me up to tear me down.

Leaves you reeling, feels like stealing,

frantic moments of kamikaze love.