New Politics — Death of Me

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I know you’ll be the death of me
(Be the death of me)
I got a way of attracting danger
I got a thing for misbehavior
I got a way of making friends
Coming as love as even to strangers
I used to think that I couldn’t be tamed
I used to do it all for the fame
Actin’ like I was insane
I was alive ’til you put me down in my grave
Every time we touch, I feel you tragic in my heart
Every time we kiss, I taste your black magic
Every little thing you do is making it so hard
Every time we kiss, I taste your black magic
I know you’ll be the death of me
Kill me in my dreams, be the death of me
I know you’ll be the death of me
Kill me in my dreams, be the death of me
I caught a fever, I don’t wanna leave her
Party around me and I need to breathe her
I haven’t slept for a minute, for days
Everyone warned me that I shouldn’t feed her
She’s something evil and I can’t defeat her
Call me a doctor or call me a preacher
Praying on my knees in a guillotine
My heart is in her hands, still it’s crazy, I need her
Every time we touch, I feel you tragic in my heart
Every time we kiss, I taste your black magic
Every little thing you do is making it so hard
Every time we kiss, I taste your black magic
I know you’ll be the death of me
Kill me in my dreams, be the death of me
I know you’ll be the death of me
Kill me in my dreams, be the death of me
Be the death of me
Be the death of me