Psychophile

Surplus
Avoid the cliches of the time Towing the standard lover's line We drag around a ball and chain Morals of old victoria, victoria But petticoats and corridors Chastity behind closed doors It's all confused in lover's brains It's surplus, all surplus Guilt and fear are no loss to me Others find their place Sex and lies inside and outside Life is always nearly false Letras de cancionesRather keep my integrity Does it have to be Confused in lover's brains? It's surplus From Letras Mania