No tienes por que aparentar mas porque no te quitas ese disfraz, eres tan hermosa en tu silencio. Por que no me llevas a ese lugar dame una noche desnuda
Oh my god, I'm being born This is what the future holds One step in the right direction Mother's milk keep me from infection See me dance in my little
Riding in your tank like you own it, oh You keep on riding in your tank like you own it, uh I said you know I wanna check out your componients, uh Girl
Hello dirt, goodbye innocence, Catch me a drop of dew. Goodbye hope, hello elegance, You've got a lot to prove. Sunshine beach, you've got sandy toes
I feel your racing heart My liquid silver arms extended These waves aren't far apart Black gold in clawfoot tubs unchanging I am fire, where's my form
All of these voices on my tv they got nothing to say we are all are people some of us free some of us got it made whats the concection some of us sink
Here, you focus so I can see your faces the eyes are wrong how will I know if it's working right? light confuses the tiny isles of bruises the mangled
You were a child Crawling on your knees toward him Making momma so proud But your voice is too loud We like to watch you laughing You picking insects
Hey I found a whistle that hangs like a charm and when my noose is tied I could blow it and fall down into your arms 15 centuries of dissolution and
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Metanoia, reshaping the world It can teach you And reprogram you It can show you the flood That's trapped inside This one's alive The tail is breathing
Changing lanes on a saturday break a record did you hear about the fire its such a tragedy lifes lost mothers crying no time to react its getting down
i like the line between your belly and your thighs the smell of your hair the sparkle in your eyes the smoke in your breath the breathing hard and heavy
When the world has turned paralyzed and wrong cold blooded claws never offered anything at all past the point of love shattered and untied waiting to
Why'd you cut holes in the face of the moon base? Don't you know about the temperature change In the cold black shadow? Are you mad at your walls Or
Someone's telling the toll to me I'm cut and I'm weeping like a rubber tree but i don't care who's left behind lost revelations that I'll never find
He spends his time or maybe half of his time or part of the time wandering 'round the creeks and cobble stones of hackney lanes with a tear in his eye
Sleep as the goer the bridge that watches the light speed throuh and cries while the spirit stumbles and inside missile for the protection of you maybe
