Из альбома: Magic Dirt
Repulsed by the newness of your skin
And the way I crawl right in.
It's attraction,
Over Satan's
Little brothers
And my mother's latest fear
Returned like a needle to your womb,
Like I never left this room.
It's attraction,
Over Satan's,
Little roses,
And my mother's latest fear
Repulsed by the newness of your skin
And the way I crawl right in.
It's attraction,
Over Satan's
Little brothers
And my mother's latest fear