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Death, loving, in my life, nothing I will leave behind, time is running I will stay behind, now you're my woman And we'll both die So we'll have to change our minds From the streets to the stars To the fields from the bars My love is a picture out the corner of my eye And your death is a number but I cannae count that high Now you can see in my eyes everything I've ever done and who I've ever been You don't need to hear the words out loud You are my darling Very unusual things Have a habit of happening No one's safe from statistics or sure things I can hear my blood howling in my skin I can't hide feelings the walls are much too thin You'll never find me comfy in a crowd My hands are starving Very unusual things Have a habit of happening Letras de cancionesNo one's safe from statistics or sure things Very amazing things Have a habit of bypassing You can make things happen if you jinx them Today's as black as the white Scottish sky The burning grey as the clocks struggle by Crude oil in my veins and coal in my lungs I can't stretch my neck Very unusual things Have a habit of happening No one's safe from statistics or sure things Very amazing things Have a habit of bypassing You can make things happen if you jinx them Death, loving, in my life, nothing I will leave behind, time is running I will stay behind, now you're my woman And we'll both die So we'll have to change our minds From the streets to the stars To the fields from the bars My love is a picture out the corner of my eye Your death is a number but I cannae count that high From Letras Mania