i want to be your angel
you bring out the sin in me
stuck in a k-hole when i'm with you
right where i want to be
lines that blur and lines that burn,
dark liquors make your stomach churn,
his tongue has never felt more right,
falling down the k-hole tonight.
Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 12:21 AM UTC
i want to be your angel
you bring out the sin in me
stuck in a k-hole when i'm with you
right where i want to be
lines that blur and lines that burn,
dark liquors make your stomach churn,
his tongue has never felt more right,
falling down the k-hole tonight.
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