Storms - Sistek, ROLLUPHILLS

What if we left, turned our backs on everything

(Oh yeah-yeah-yeah, oh yeah-yeah-yeah)

We held our breaths, took a step and dived right in

(Oh yeah-yeah-yeah, oh yeah-yeah-yeah)

Fall into the ice I am under

Storms become alive with the thunder

The thought of you in the arms of another

It makes me weak, it makes me

Yeah, and you hit me like a bolt of lightning

So impossible

Yeah, and you hit me like a bolt of lightning

I know it’s not your fault

(Oh yeah-yeah-yeah, oh yeah-yeah-yeah)

(Oh yeah-yeah-yeah, oh yeah-yeah-yeah)

What if we left, turned our backs for a new sky

(Oh yeah-yeah-yeah, oh yeah-yeah-yeah)

Could we accept that we’re imperfect all the time?

(Oh yeah-yeah-yeah, oh yeah-yeah-yeah)

Fall into the ice I am under

Storms become alive with the thunder

The thought of you in the arms of another

It makes me weak, it makes me

Yeah, and you hit me like a bolt of lightning

So impossible

Yeah, and you hit me like a bolt of lightning

I know it’s not your fault

(Oh yeah-yeah-yeah, oh yeah-yeah-yeah)

(Oh yeah-yeah-yeah, oh yeah-yeah-yeah)

Yeah, and you hit me like a bolt of lightning (Oh yeah-yeah-yeah)

So impossible (Oh yeah-yeah-yeah)

Yeah, and you hit me like a bolt of lightning (Oh yeah-yeah-yeah)

I know it’s not your fault (Oh yeah-yeah-yeah)

(Oh yeah-yeah-yeah, oh yeah-yeah-yeah)

(Oh yeah-yeah-yeah, oh yeah-yeah-yeah)

(Oh yeah-yeah-yeah, oh yeah-yeah-yeah)

(Oh yeah-yeah-yeah, oh yeah-yeah-yeah)

(Oh yeah-yeah-yeah, oh yeah-yeah-yeah)