All set up
I'm ready to touch you
but with a single stroke
it all slipped away.
It was red
flowing violently in my head
the tip was deeply pressed
the paper was wrecked.
It was blue
and there was no clue
no signs of you
it wasn't the most beautiful view
It was green
we're no longer clean
the movement was mean
but we were craving so much for this sin.
We don't want to end
I don't want to stop
We don't need to talk
I just need a nap
And we'll continue again
with another cup
Just lay down there
I'll be on top.
Aug 3, 2013
Aug 3, 2013 at 4:21 PM UTC
All set up
I'm ready to touch you
but with a single stroke
it all slipped away.
It was red
flowing violently in my head
the tip was deeply pressed
the paper was wrecked.
It was blue
and there was no clue
no signs of you
it wasn't the most beautiful view
It was green
we're no longer clean
the movement was mean
but we were craving so much for this sin.
We don't want to end
I don't want to stop
We don't need to talk
I just need a nap
And we'll continue again
with another cup
Just lay down there
I'll be on top.
