Itchy Blood - The Darcys

I followed you down

And you dried me out

But still our bodies

They stink like summer

It’s unnerving how we’re moving

Towards the things that we’ve done before

The street flowered but nothing crashed down

So I dug out my wounds and saw right through them

Because in a moment we could still lose ourselves

You belong where you belong because

In a moment we could still lose our

I can’t shake these quick fingers

I’ve got itchy blood

I’m hearing footsteps

Then it cuts

You belong where you belong because

In a moment we could still lose ourselves

I can’t shake these quick fingers

I’ve got itchy blood

I’m hearing footsteps

Then it