Fever Pitch Rainbow Kitten Surprise
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[Verse 1]
Hallelujah!
The young king sings a song for the lover, the leaver, the lonely alike
Young love waits; if I can't, then I'll meet you at the gate of Saint Peter when the fever takes my mind
My God she came singing my name, sounded like rain on the mountain where I burn alive
Young flame burn soft as a candle lit between our two hearts just beats apart in the dark
[Chorus 1]
Spent my summer riding high (high) on the whiplash
Head back
Blowing through the leaves
Growing up a preacher was all you ever dreamed
[Chorus 2]
I got the holy roll
I got the holy roll
I felt the fever grip when I needed it close (and)
I'm at the Fever Pitch
Not quite but nearing it
Can't feed the fever yet I'm saving up my daily measurement
[Verse 2]
I'm at the grocery store
I'm buying eggs and toast
I'm looking at you and not where I walk, 'bout broke my nose facing doors
Don't let the fever get you
Got got already
Lost my soul in the seventh heaven making out on aisle eleven
Hallelujah!
The young king sings a song for the lover, the leaver, the lonely alike
Young love waits; if I can't, then I'll meet you at the gate of Saint Peter when the fever takes my mind
My God she came singing my name, sounded like rain on the mountain where I burn alive
Young flame burn soft as a candle lit between our two hearts just beats apart in the dark
[Chorus 1]
Spent my summer riding high (high) on the whiplash
Head back
Blowing through the leaves
Growing up a preacher was all you ever dreamed
[Chorus 2]
I got the holy roll
I got the holy roll
I felt the fever grip when I needed it close (and)
I'm at the Fever Pitch
Not quite but nearing it
Can't feed the fever yet I'm saving up my daily measurement
[Verse 2]
I'm at the grocery store
I'm buying eggs and toast
I'm looking at you and not where I walk, 'bout broke my nose facing doors
Don't let the fever get you
Got got already
Lost my soul in the seventh heaven making out on aisle eleven
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