(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 want to 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 you world.

So don't say "These currents are still killing me"
and you can't explain how the wind went and pulled me into your hurricane.
into your hurricane.

Stand up don't make a sound, your ears might bleed.
There are 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 sun burn's what I needed.

So don't say "These currents are still killing me"
and you can't explain how the went and pulled you into the hurricane.
into the hurricane.

You don't do it on purpose
but you make me shake now I count the hours 'til you wake.
With your babies breath, breathe symphonies, come on sweet catastrophe.
Well maybe this time I can follow through, I can feel complete, stop paying
dues.
Stop the rain from falling keep my oceans calm this time I know nothing'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

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