FEVER by REZ

As this crooked vessel seem to wither and creak as I walk through an alley at dawn,
Footsteps left behind from the feeble and weak, they shift sand into the side that you're on.

I can feel a fever coming on
Oh, I can feel a fever coming on
Oh, I can feel a fever coming on
Oh, I can feel a fever coming on

Fire curse and swears, Sand turns to glass and the beach turns to a slippery slope
Sliding down from grace the friction bruising your skin, can you swear that this is not what you're sold

I can feel a fever coming on
Oh, I can feel a fever coming on
Oh, I can feel a fever coming on
Oh, I can feel a fever coming on

• Rock
• alternative hip-hop
• alternative rock
• blues rock
• electronica
• psycedelic
• trip hop
• London