When you kiss the base o'my spine. Make my body into your shrine. You give me this feeling deep inside. One that I can no longer disguise. While other snakes just shed their skins.
When you kiss the base of my spine. Make my body into your shrine. You give me this feeling deep inside. One that I can no longer disguise. While other snakes just shed their skins.
Nobody knows the trouble I've seen. Nobody knows my sorrow. Nobody knows the trouble I've seen. Nobody knows my sorrow. . Nobody knows the trouble I've seen.