Welteruste! Smokey Taboo They call her smokey taboo I got your name tattooed High like a helium balloon Midnight to noon Im a desert child And mountains make me nauseous I like to look up wild at an infinite sky Twinkling with diamonds Its true I get depressed in fancy hotel rooms Undressed with nothing to flaunt but my loneliness Thinking of the night song of your hair Premature as evening falls It calls to me Interrupted by the sirens in the street Somedays youre like an anchor on my heart They say that stolen water tastes sweet More like rotten milk and rancid meat to me I prefers when it is free Like looking at the stars Dont need no fancy cars When we first Our kisses sparked Yeah Im afraid of sharks But not the dark
Posted on: Sun, 21 Sep 2014 20:49:44 +0000