An Pierlé
An Pierlé - Huntifix songtekst
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Sixteen traces of you I return your call You say, "Nowadays most mysteries reach an end" This new land is not much fun If I stored you under my bed Would you stay Sixteen faces of you My heart is pressing my throat again You say "Nowadays is our history's deep end" This new land is not much fun My return here will it teach me where I stand I'm well rested kept my wrought iron shoes on in bed If I stored you under my bed Would you lie still Could I force you to stay attached No leash you say She's been giving it up She's been giving it up There's no God-given chance She'll stay untouched by his golden hands She's been giddied all up Danced herself into trance She'd been caught up in his golden hands And the tower was crumbling Upon Suzy and her greedy thighs Could the sailor still be wearing her mark In his right eye She'd been trying to escape But her hair was cut short He couldn't climb So there's still no reward And she know it's just a phantom But her limbs do really hurt She'd been caught up In this addictive world It's been like living on drugs But it was wearing her out She's been caught up in this Golden doubt Do you really want to go Do you really want to do this Do you really want to know What will happen when we blow this Do you want to undress me Do you really want to see Would you want to caress me Do you want me, entirely Could you bear to see me cry Would you bear with me Would you love me long-time Could you see me Could you see me Could you live up to my dreams Would I be able to live up to yours Do you really wanna hold on Will it always stay this much fun Do you want to feel me Could you bear to need me