terça-feira, 17 de fevereiro de 2009

Evidências

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 justa what you say to me
And i'm not the only moment that's you're made of

You're so sudden and sweet
At the legs, knuckles, knees
Head blown, clean off
Your mouth's paid of
Fuck me 'til we know that's unsafe
And i'll paint
Over the evidence

I want what you want of me
I want what i see in your eyes
So give me something to be scared of
Don't give me something to satisfy

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