sexta-feira, 16 de novembro de 2007

Grindhouse of No Control

Call me
Call me

Call me
If you want
I’d call you
If I could

Ring me
If you can reach me
Teach me
How to erase me

Beat me
Until I lie down
And sleeping
I can calm down

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You taste like sunrays
In the moonlight
With a drop of Sundays
In a hot hot summer

Oh boy, you kill me
Make me feel alive
And laugh about it
Why do I cry?

Am we the only virgins
In y(our) unholy neighborhood?
Take me home
And leave your arms please

Did you notice the lights are on
And it’s so dark still?
You cry all the time now
Is it why I’m the only one who feels?

Why are we so alone
In each other’s arms?
Why is it that no love
Can be quite it?

Why is it that something so good
Just can’t function no more?
Oh, the sun’s up and shiny again
I understand you have to go