domingo, 28 de diciembre de 2008

dont look at us

lay where youre laying
dont make a sound
I KNOW THEY'RE WATCHING
all the commotion
the kiddie like play
has people talking
talking

yeah
this sex is on fireeee

dark of the alley
the breaking of day
head while im driving
im driving

soft lips are open
them nuckles is pale
feels like youre dying
youre dying

yeaaaaah
this sex is on fire
and soooo
were the words to transpireee

hot as a fever
rattling bones
i could just taste it
taste it!


its not forever
its for tonight
....

ITS NOT TONIGHT
its for forever


tobalstylo

licking chocolated fingers

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