Noose - The Primitives

hands over my eyes

skid into disaster

life screeches on by

swerving into love

tied down to the track

such a dangerous feeling

sky turning to black

thunderstorm of love

I can’t let go

I can’t let go

I can’t let go

feed me to the sharks

drop me in the ocean

hold a blade to my heart

sharpened with love

noose tied to my throat

drag me to the hilltop

hanging on a rope

tightened with love

I can’t let go

I can’t let go

I can’t let go

tied down to the track

such a dangerous feeling

sky turning to black

thunderstorm of love

noose tied to my throat

drag me to the hilltop

hanging on a rope

tightened with love

I can’t let go

I can’t let go

I can’t let go

(humming)