BODY

I make love with my whole body

The instrument is godly

My fingers found the hotel lobby of you was open late one night and we absconded often

I make love with my whole body

The same cannot be said for them, their pollen apology

That means they make honey that says sorry

It spells sorrow, it smells like yesterday came early

My New Yorker said, stay sturdy, my true thoughts would put me in jail

There's no bail in New Jersey

I called it tragedy, they were laughing at me

If you outlive me, don't Basquiat me

I promise is a phrase I say too often to a beautiful face

I softened the moon with mistakes

The coffin cocoons me awake

The coffee abuses my sleep

My attitude is like Tudors in grief, I don't really mean it

Not tuning in either

The musical theatre is truly misleading

Europe is burning up oil paintings

I had no word for the white man, he spoiled satan

If I hang you from a tree with coiled snakeskin, you'd comb Haiti

I make love with my whole body

If she doesn't do it too, I don't want it

I harbour elements the ghost font in Gothica Pro

Sonic the soul wasn't involved with her

I watched Bill wither away

I watch the sun shine like an opp, sometimes I don't trust what I see

I make love with my whole body of holes

Fire, stop, drop and roll, I'm trying to focus the biro, I lost control

I make love with my whole

Body

I make love with my whole body

I make love with my whole

I make love with my whole body

Yeah