7.05.2009

With the moon up high in the Sky

You know how to make me get in
Scratch my back and bite my chin
Watching you dancing, let the vibe in

In another light, don’t look so fancy
You know that I was right
It takes more than a glance
To feel alright,
just kill the senses

Feeling, sensations that you
Thought were dead
no squealing, remember
It’s all in your head

Mommy will call you soon
And We’re lost in a dark room