Deal Victoria – Yellow, Yellow Orange, Orange Hand Grenade lyrics

this town will eat you alive

barely breathing.
this is barely a sign.

the glass I loved so dearly,
seems a lot less full

barely breathing
right now's not the time.
but if this glove fits fine
then we'll all toast with wine
clean up your act
and I'll clean up my mind

oh ambulance, where are you now?
I need you close like the lover I lost
barely able to walk being the amputee I am
I'd sever seven limbs just to hold on again

this is my self centered pride.
(obsessed)
drive past these trees...
this icy leads to our death
(obsessed)
this kiss is innocent
I swear its innocent, my love

we heard her voice through the fallen trees:
"call off the search
this avalanche is my grave
I am sleeping peaceful"