How the prayer rubs the rosary.. How the make up make her face pretty.. . Oh how we have an underbelly,. Bitten by brutality.. How there's guts fried up..
O, do you want my heart between your teeth?. Your hands are curling up like floating leaves. You who shall deserve. You who shall deserve. . O, unpluckable flower of the moon!.
O, do you want my heart between your teeth?. your hands are curling up like floating leaves. you who shall deserve. you who shall deserve. . O, unpluckable flower of the moon.
When we turn up in our turn ups,. Our hearts are heavy,. Our heads are ready to levy.. . For the yippee-less swing,. For the tot-less cot,. For the mock,.
By smirking prank of fate,. We find ourselves dancing late,. Like young reprobates.. . By the milky light of the mighty moon,. Find someone to nuzzle to,.
Did I judge this wrong?. But you had it all. You had it all. . A gift of the gods. In your city of gold. And you'll piss it all. You had it all. . And what drags the rope.
Oh the sweetest spot. When it's gone, it's gone. Don't make me suffer for that. Just to love me. A final dividend. . Between the hurt and the tell of song.
I was angry and brash as a bull. You were devastatingly beautiful. I was crude, I was lewd, I was rude. I was not in the mood. . It's a peculiar stance.
New squeeze, take off your chemise. And I'll do as I please. I know I'm not any kind of heartthrob. But at the same time, I'm not any sort of sloth. .
Dangerous make it good, so that you'll remember. Be there, not anybody understand. The wings are tongue that we speaking. No wilds got that ...but baby I got.
n detail you were even more beautiful than from afar. I could love you like the blinded would do. Feeling their way through the dark. . In the darkened house of love it feels like I was sleeping.
Back then there were no others. All I knew, true beginners. . We had a gift, the perfect present. No such a thing. I'm taut. . It's tense for me. Can't live within a memory.
Warm and blind. Groping in the briny deep. The tide washing through. . You were the wild one that nothing would stick to. . Sing lungs sing. Sing lungs sing.
All we want is to feel that feeling again. Just a drop on the lips and we're more than equipped. There is some thirst that's gotta be quenched, yeah. All we want is to feel that feeling again.
Here comes a boy of all your dreams. Fists and fingers bloody. . So he works all day and he works all night. Keeps you all locked up inside. I'm the thing you fenced in.
I find you hidden there. A veiled creature of the deep. Waifish as a widow. And without sufficient sleep. . Oh, what am I supposed to think?. Do I pull you out.
Oh, don't you think. That people are the strangest things?. Design of desire. Means all that the heart requires. Is what it can't recognize, oh no, mmm.
I see our enemies. I see them on their knees. Crawling across The floor. You kill them all. . I tied it up. The gaping whole. Into a drawer full. . You have walked through my dreams.
Carry me hooting and howling. To the river to wash off my hands. of the hot blood, the sweat and the sand. Any rival who goes for our girls. Will be left thumb sucking in terror.
The breakfast is all laid out. Waiting on you to arrive. The sun just risin'. And going down again. . Deeper, deeper. Or piece me together again. Deeper, deeper.