Hurricane The Formal Weather Pattern - Something Corporate



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 her 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.



Stand up don't make a sound, your ears might bleed.

There's sweet fluorescent enemies that live inside of me.

The world moves faster than I knew, not fast enough

to 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 burns what I needed.



So Don't Say, "These currents are still killing me"

and you can't explain

how the wind went and pulled you 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 sympathies,

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 nothings wrong.



So Don't Say, "These currents are still killing me"

and you can't explain

how the wind went and pulled me in and no,

You Don't Say, "These currents are still killing me"

and you can't explain

how the wind went and pulled me into your hurricane



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