Nite Flights (Moodswings Back to Basics Remix)

There's no hold The moving has come through The danger passing you Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels It's so cold The dark dug up by dogs The stiches torn and broke The raw meat fist you choke Has hit the bloodlite Glass traps open and close on nite flights Broken necks feather weights press the walls Be my love, we will be gods on nite flights With only one promise, only one way to fall Glass traps open and close on nite flights Broken necks feather weights press the walls Be my love, we will be gods on nite flights With only one promise, only one way to call On nite flights Only one way to fall