Home whispers words And the bullseye smote the honest Before the hunt, I feel I'm getting used to them Tired from the effects from memory Fluttering relapse
Light Round and round with tickled toes Bare-bummed, we all fall Lit Arms and charm in living room We play the Star Wars Next door My bed is shared
Feed us, tease us I've got this power in my genitals Let me go on for Tease me, I'll stand high Attention deficit Don't pull short of what I'm near I
Star Cecila?¦left me alonea?¦torn This folding brush I found in store I fell through Too good to turn around And you gave me much more to hold Believing
Wide.. Wide.. Wide Open wide (open) (wide) open Cassio, Could You LOVE me more.....more.... can we be friends? On a journey to debate i call freedom
A terrible silence shook a crowd, so giving the blame to me in all. Said, 'I'm giving my best bluff, I'm giving my best bluff Wishing that I could be
Remember your innocense set fire to December I'm giving away you but now it supports for you to serve, Oh yes to serve Its all over, we've all wondered
Eeeeeieeee oh! Now! Wake up! I'm on the inside You can't punish the sane oh how weak you stand I'm at your strong side Wake up Dad, I'm a man Can you
sworn that you'd fall A beautiful girl Whose smiles could cut me Shabutie, Shabutie, Shabutie Yeah well I'm a disciple Shabutie, Shabutie, Shabutie
Feel me a home to crawl inside of you And lay this this heart unsure And I'm sick of your sores, ye-eah But I'll always stay sitting, Well I'll go...
: Home whispers words And the bullseye smote the honest Before the hunt, I feel I'm getting used to them Tired from the effects from memory Fluttering
: Feed us, tease us I've got this power in my genitals Let me go on for Tease me, I'll stand high Attention deficit Don't pull short of what I'm near
: Remember your innocense set fire to December I'm giving away you but now it supports for you to serve, Oh yes to serve Its all over, we've all wondered
: Feel me a home to crawl inside of you And lay this this heart unsure And I'm sick of your sores, ye-eah But I'll always stay sitting, Well I'll go...
: Why? Why? Wide open Wide Oh (Why?) open Cassio, could you love me more...? More? Can we be friends...? On a journey to Tibet I call "freedom" Words
Why? Why? Wide open Wide Oh (Why?) open Cassio, could you love me more...? More? Can we be friends...? On a journey to Tibet I call "freedom" Words
