Lyrics Pulse - Head North

Pulse

Pulsing veins like a teenage drum
And you hold me down with that salt skin tongue
Folding frame under setting sun
I can taste those words
I can hear her come
Call my name like I knew you would
And I come back down like a good boy should
No more passion, silent fashion
Running low on love to ration
«Why's nothing feel the same?»
I hear you
You keep saying shit like I don’t know
«My Heaven was a day.»
I feel you
You keep saying shit like I don’t know
Haunt my dreams from a flash of life
That day long waiting til abandoned light
Crying to a satellite, peeling back my skin
Found your fingers underneath it
Shaping what’s within
Pulsing veins like a teenage drum
And you hold me down with that salt skin tongue
Found heaven’s name in a carnal plunge
Now I hold you up like some banner crutch
«Why's nothing feel the same?»
I hear you
You keep saying shit like I don’t know
«My Heaven was a day.»
I feel you
You keep saying shit like I don’t know
I don’t need to sell my soul
She’s already in me