Ribs - Page France

Who will shadow you home

These streets are getting crazy

I’ve got air pollution in my mouth

And it’s getting tired of waiting

Until our youth burns away

You’ll stay here beside me

And let the city lights keep rhythm

With the beating heart inside me

You were made out of my ribs

We share a heart, we share the stars

I’ll wrap you tight around my wrist

To keep you pumping through my arms

You were made out of my ribs

We share a heart, we share the stars

I’ll wrap you tight around my wrist

To keep you pumping through my, pumping through my arms

You were made out of my ribs

We share a heart (x14)

We share a-