haunted in the dead of night down in the depths of my unconcious mind i plot it out how i come how i'll go how i'll complete it the mission my sights are locked on you And i'll take a swing I like to have my way now watch out here I come I spin you on your head grab your waiste make you dizzy with desire hit you up with a shot of disorienting passion watch out here i come I'll take you down Kiss your lips with my poison Leaving you hanging As i walk away You watch I'm comi
I touched your skin today; a narcissistic red, a secret to success that your blush gave away Your glossy smile bounced around me; an intolerable grace, an exhalation possessed by your nagging perfection-- I wish I could be a balloon.