Fink

Shake, shake,
Quiver, quiver
I'm awoken by a cold shiver
Wind blows change, change
Sweet rushing through my veins
No, I just might die
Overtaken by the high tide
Feel the rain against my skin
Drown my soul in the water again
Move on me
Move on me
Move on me
Shake, shake,
Should have learned
Get that close and you might get burned
Sweet heat and the sweet lies
So betrayed by the look in your eyes
That look I know so well
It's a heaven with a taste of hell
On your lips and down within