Pretty Girls Make Graves Lyrics
"Wildcat"

Violet
It bleeds purple behind lucid eyes
Negatives flash reverse of real life

Promises made with india ink
Bite your lip there's a flush in your cheeks

Hold it [x4]

Mercury pir of travellers and thieves
Grant us speed, wisdom, and winged feet
Flying through the night

Thunderbolt blinding temporary
Born of foam, we ride through moon colored streets
There's lightning in our hair

Wildcat

Turn the volume turn the tone

Wildcat

I'm in stereo

Pull me close, tell me it will always feel so right
In the cold chill of a crisp october night
Can you take a moment and turn it infinite?

Tell me

Love is eternal