Last night while I was asleep I washed Away my pores and had my last Conversation with you the way I usually can. There were whirring little spinners That tickled the rough of my hands And a weekend exchange of what I want You to know just in case you Wanted me to take your hand
Well I can see the blazing good And my love for your mellow soul And I can't hate you 'cause you're free And you'll be wealthy when you're old
Kissing in the flaccid points between our Sin soaked night, and we spin wax with favoring dream mixing our heads up with weak, there were moments which I would regret and then later ask why And when I went outside as if nobody knew But the sky, to whom I made shady deals Regarding money and girls And I can't be done with cheap thrills And when I thought I felt safe While I could scrape at my old love There was a mountain of new taste Hey motion eye, oh how you've turned Into a certain type of ugly person When your ship has sailed then all Of your shit will fly away ~~~♫♫♫ ~~~Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
