19 lyrics for "Like a hurricane"

Let's go make a mess of the bed we made this morning Like the roofs been hit by hurricane Throw those pillows on the hardwood And tangle those sheets up real good Let's go make a mess of, make a mess of the bed we made Let's go make, let's go make make a
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Rock you like a hurricane It's early morning, the sun comes out Last night was shaking and pretty loud My cat is purring, it scratches my skin So what is wrong with another sin? The night is calling, I have to go The wolf is hungry, he runs the show He's
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I'm going out I'm gonna drink myself to death And in the crowd I see you with someone else I brace myself 'Cause I know it's going to hurt But I like to think at least things can't get any worse No walls can keep me protected
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You'll dance to anything We are a hurricane Drop our anchors in a storm They will never be the same They're fighting with us to keep us warm 'Cause they know, I know, that they don't look like me Oh, they know, I know, that they don't sound like me
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Wild as a willow in a hurricane Strong enough to stand in stormy weather We might be Crazy enough to make history And if we don't die young, we might just live forever You roll through life like a rolling fire I bring the rain like a thunderstorm It all
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Rock you like a hurricane It's early morning, the sun comes out Last night was shaking and pretty loud My cat is purring, it scratches my skin So what is wrong with another sin? The night is calling, I have to go The wolf is hungry, he runs the show He's
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In a vapor trail, in a vapor trail Swept away like voices in a hurricane Horizon to horizon Memory written on the wind Washed away like footprints in the rain Stratospheric traces of our transitory flight Trails of condensation held In narrow paths of
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You're moving too fast Frames can't catch you when You're moving like that Slow down everyone Brushfire fairytales Itsy bitsy diamond wells Big fat hurricanes Yellow bellied given names Well shortcuts can slow you down
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Mercy, comes after midnight Fire, fire from the inside Rhythm, like a hurricane rain Mind your step as you make your way Through the church in to this world of sand Picture an angle with a cigarette burnin' With a long slow drag She welcomes you in where
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