oh speak them sweet words in my ear
and make me love to have controll of your fears
we laugh while we speak of our goals and aspirations
the feeling of eachothers madness
drives us crazy
we take several puffs of the burning ciggertte
and talk while the smoke pours out these forgiving lips
as i lean in for the kiss
i feel the pull of your lips to mine
and when i land it
we go like two feirce animals
going in for the ****
going in for the ****
Jan 20, 2011
Jan 20, 2011 at 6:25 PM UTC
oh speak them sweet words in my ear
and make me love to have controll of your fears
we laugh while we speak of our goals and aspirations
the feeling of eachothers madness
drives us crazy
we take several puffs of the burning ciggertte
and talk while the smoke pours out these forgiving lips
as i lean in for the kiss
i feel the pull of your lips to mine
and when i land it
we go like two feirce animals
going in for the ****
going in for the ****
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