Nite Flights [Moodswings Back to Basics Remix Radio Edit][Edit][#]

There's no hold The moving has come through The danger passing you Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels It's so cold The dark dug up by dogs The stiches torn and broke The raw meat fist you choke Has hit the bloodlite Glass traps open and close on Night flights Broken necks feather weights press the walls Be my love, we will be gods on night flights With only one promise, only one way to fall Glass traps open and close on night flights Broken necks feather weights press the walls Be my love, we will be gods on night flights With only one promise, only one way to call On night flights Only one way to fall