The Killing Kind Lyrics - A Conspiracy Of Stars - Ufo

Tell a story about love 

What lovers find 

A story of possession 

Oh, the killing kind 

He went out guns a-blazing 

His shirt ragged in the wind 

I watched him delicately frazzled 

His lights, they slowly dimmed 

Not cold at all, it's my daemon talking 

Feeling so bold, it's my sugar talking 

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This love is fatal, but oh so sublime 

A love that's killing, this love is the killing kind 

I have been taken, I have been blind 

This love is killing, this love is the killing kind 

Sticky situation 

I've been here before 

Butter up that greasy wheel 

And go singing like a whore 

You wanna hear about the honey? 

You wanna hear about the game? 

When you look into her darkness 

Baby's got a sense of pain 

Not cold at all, it's my daemon talking 

Feeling so bold, it's my sugar talking 

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This love is fatal, but oh so sublime 

A love that's killing, this love is the killing kind 

I have been taken, I have been blind 

This love is killing, this love is the killing kind