you help me come from being a half way dying
and i believe that your brush , your make up
made me begin an human living
i love the intimacy of when you smear
my lips , you know where i tend to keep the secret
how you thought i look perfect in that bald head
and i remember how you sat in the end of the of my end
five minutes because i needed you a little more this night
okey , and i hate i recall that i i fell out my wheelchair
into you heart just like a human cannon ball
and how you stroke my feelings like an cat
so i guess you became my lion tamer
and i wonder why its so where so easy to undress
in front of you when i always felt like im not that hot
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