O, do you want my heart between your teeth?. Your hands are curling up like floating leaves. You who shall deserve. You who shall deserve. . O, unpluckable flower of the moon!.
O, do you want my heart between your teeth?. your hands are curling up like floating leaves. you who shall deserve. you who shall deserve. . O, unpluckable flower of the moon.
When we turn up in our turn ups,. Our hearts are heavy,. Our heads are ready to levy.. . For the yippee-less swing,. For the tot-less cot,. For the mock,.
Did I judge this wrong?. But you had it all. You had it all. . A gift of the gods. In your city of gold. And you'll piss it all. You had it all. . And what drags the rope.