Morvana – No Name For It // Post-Punk, Gothic Rock

My mouth goes dry, my hands forget their job. I don't know what love is — but this is close enough. 🖤 Subscribe for more: @MorvanaWave 🎧 Listen on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/6oEQy... — Lyrics — My thoughts don't answer to me the second you walk in Something turns over cold somewhere under my skin My mouth goes dry as paper my hands forget their job I count the floor, the ceiling, anything but your eyes They gave this thing a name long before I was born Nobody warned me once that it would feel like dread Tell me what this is called I have no name for it I don't know what love is but this is close enough Come closer, let it hurt I don't want it to stop My blood forgets the route my breath comes in too thin I sleep with the lights on so nothing looks like you They gave this thing a name long before I was born Nobody warned me once that it would feel like dread Tell me what this is called I have no name for it I don't know what love is but this is close enough Come closer, let it hurt I don't want it to stop I don't know what love is I know the cold that comes I know the drying mouth I know I want it again Tell me what this is called I have no name for it I don't know what love is but this is close enough Come closer, let it hurt I don't want it to stop I don't want it to stop ℗ Morvana – All rights reserved. AI Disclaimer This project uses artificial intelligence as a creative tool in the music and visual production process. All works are original and guided by artistic vision and direction. #Morvana #PostPunk #GothicRock #Darkwave #GothMusic #Coldwave