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Hurricane (The Formal Weather Pattern)

Shake down, you make me break,
for goodness sake, I think I'm on the edge,
of something new with you.
Shout out, don't drown the sound,
I'll drown you out, you'll never scream so loud,
as I wanna scream with you.
Standing there with your smile blinding your eyes
from seeing my face as I'm dying
to figure out a girl
But she drifts so far away
I'm on her coast, so maybe I should stay
and map around her world.

So don't say
These currents are still killing me.
And you can't explain,
but the wind went and pulled me into you hurricane...
Into your hurricane.

Stand up don't make a sound your ears might bleed,
there's sweet fluorescent enemies, that live inside of me.
the world moves faster than I knew
not fast enough to not creep up on you
And the space we put between
So pull me under your weather patterns,
your cold fronts, and the rain don't matter,
Because a sunburn's what I needed..

So don't say
These currents are still killing me.
And you can't explain,
but the wind went and pulled you into you hurricane...
Into the hurricane.

You don't do it on purpose but you make me shake
now I count the hours 'till you wake
with your baby's breath, breathe symphonies
come on, sweet catastrophe.
well, maybe this time I can follow through,
feel complete, stop paying dues,
Stop the rain from falling, keep my ocean calm
this time I know northing's wrong.

So don't say
"These currents are still killing me"
And you can't explain,
but the wind went and pulled me in
and no you don't, say
"These currents are still killing me"
And you can't explain,
But the wind went and pulled me into your hurricane...
Into your hurricane...into your hurricane."