If you could only see the beast you've made of me I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart Drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart
My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to
Howl, howl Howl, howl
Now there's no holding back, I'm making to attack My blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out The saints can't help me now the ropes have been unbound I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallowed ground
Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins I want to find you, tear out all of your tenderness
And howl, howl Howl, howl
Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters Hunters, hunters, hunters Hunters, hunters, hunters
The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest The saints can't help me now the ropes have been unbound I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallowed ground
And howl
Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters
A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
If you could only see the beast you've made of me I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free The saints can't help me now the ropes have been unbound I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallowed ground
Compositores: Florence Welch (Florence and The Machine) (PRS), Paul Richard Epworth (PRS)Editores: EMI Music Publishing Ltd (PRS), Florence + The Machine LtdPublicado em 2010ECAD verificado obra #4988105 e fonograma #18344902 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM