Music: Paul Gala/James Deacon
Lyrics: James Deacon
Don't waste my time
Draw that line
Won't stop coming
Gonna go all night
Flip that switch
Take that coin
Catch myself
Tryna stay in time
Slips away
Fade to grey
Running a running a running away
Splashing water on my face
Running a running a running away
Your light burns me like I'm evil
This love hurts me like it’s hell
Your touch warms me like a needle
Now I'm falling for your spell
You’re my military
Making my insides turn to machinery
OK it's done
He's on his way
Going back
No no no way
Soon I'll be
Soon you'll see
Ride white horses in the cavalry
Now I'm free
Eyes on me
Promise that'll never happen to me
Keep it moving follow me
Promise that'll never happen to me
Your light burns me like I'm evil
This love hurts me like it’s hell
Your touch warms me like a needle
Now I'm falling for your spell
Your light burns me like I'm evil
Your love hurts me like it's hell
You’re my military
Making my insides turn to machinery
Youth is getting old
It’s feeling like a handicap
Wisdom tells me I should
Cherish every drop from out the tap
I can see a ghost in the crowd
Or maybe it's a shadow cast from the clouds
Your light burns me like I'm evil
This love hurts me like it’s hell
Your touch warms me like a needle
Now I'm falling for your spell
Your light burns me like I'm evil
Your love hurts me like it's hell
You’re my military
Making my insides turn to machinery