Spinanes (The)
Move
Tell your friends, turn on back around
We might need them to see what's going down
A waste of time a listless life
Filled with deathwish benders and diets
Where were you I remember
Six feet high and sliding under
You lied all the time
Found her trail, skirts and candy
And the fragrance hangs in the air so still
Venus-like, yet as a child
But the sider quiet and her lips curled
So young and tender
Caught her eyes still can't remember
Shy all the time
Lights on all night
You move in approval
From Letras Mania