Hurricanes Keep Us Together
written by Those College Moments
I've got a room with a burning radiator.
Paper faces staring back at me.
But sometimes I catch a glimmer of your scent.
(Chorus)
You smell like a Spanish bar.
Whisky, coffee and gin,
As the sun slices through the blinds.
(Chorus)
One fine morning,
I looked at myself in the mirror.
My lips were strangely grey and blue.
Woah! I thought I was a zombie.
(Chorus)
If there's a zombie invasion,
how do we escape?
do we climb on the roof?
or thrash away in a bus?
(Chorus)
-- for L.T Russell
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