måndag 26 november 2007

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You have eyes that Lead me on And a body that Shows me death
Your lips look like they were made For something else but They just suck my breath
I want your pain To taste why you're ashamed
And I know you're not just what you say to me
And I'm not the only moment you're made of
You're so sudden and sweet All legs, knuckle, knees
Head's blown clean off Your mouth's paid off
Fuck me 'til we know it's unsafe And we'll paint Over the evidence
I want you wanting me I want what I see in your eyes
So give me something to be scared of Don't give me something to satisfy
You're so sudden and sweet All legs, knuckle, knees
Head's blown clean off Your mouth's paid off
Fuck me 'til we know it's unsafe And we'll paint Over the evidence
I want your pain To taste why you're ashamed '
And I know you're not just what you say to me
And I'm not the only moment you're made of
You're so sudden and sweet All legs, knuckle, knees
Head's blown clean off Your mouth's paid off
Fuck me 'til we know it's unsafe
And we'll paint Over the evidence
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Over and out
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