Izabel Crane – Dragons
Genre Rock

LYRIC
Dragons

Verse 1

I stumble down the street
Hold my stomach and try not to heave
Heard a rumor you were somewhere nearby
And here's me hoping you could get me through the night

Verse 2

The grackles are lined on the telephone wire
[Shake this and click the tongues
I am not a young woman anymore
I don't just do this for fun

Chorus

Must be Christmas in the city
My skin is growing cold
There are lights still on on houses

Must be Christmas in the city
And I
I've just been chasing dragons
I've just been trying to get high

Verse 3

When I reached my destination
I will grovel I will plead
I don't have any reservations
I'm getting on my knees to feed

Chorus

Must be Christmas in the city
My skin is growing cold
There are lights still on on houses

Must be Christmas in the city
And I
I've just been chasing dragons
I've just been trying to get high

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