Your skin is what I dream of
Whatever this is we'll call it love
Who says we can't make believe
And live out our fantasies
Skin caress and it folds just like paper dolls
Admiring the shapes in-between
Fleeting moments that are left in flesh and bone
It feels like I belong
What we don't it just can't be right
Why don't we push it just one more night
No one sees our time alone
Unwind and undress inside of your home
Skin caress and it folds just like paper dolls
Admiring the shapes in-between
Fleeting moments that are left in flesh and bone
It feels like I belong
Snakes come down and they offer our fruit
Tongues they now taste of passionate truth
It's not unnatural to feel it our way
But our worlds been painted grey
Loa - Venus as Mars Lyrics
Loa - Venus as Mars Lyrics
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Your skin is what I dream of
Whatever this is we'll call it love
Who says we can't make believe
And live out our fantasies
Skin caress and it folds just like paper dolls
Admiring the shapes in-between
Fleeting moments that are left in flesh and bone
It feels like I belong
What we don't it just can't be right
Why don't we push it just one more night
No one sees our time alone
Unwind and undress inside of your home
Skin caress and it folds just like paper dolls
Admiring the shapes in-between
Fleeting moments that are left in flesh and bone
It feels like I belong
Snakes come down and they offer our fruit
Tongues they now taste of passionate truth
It's not unnatural to feel it our way
But our worlds been painted grey
Whatever this is we'll call it love
Who says we can't make believe
And live out our fantasies
Skin caress and it folds just like paper dolls
Admiring the shapes in-between
Fleeting moments that are left in flesh and bone
It feels like I belong
What we don't it just can't be right
Why don't we push it just one more night
No one sees our time alone
Unwind and undress inside of your home
Skin caress and it folds just like paper dolls
Admiring the shapes in-between
Fleeting moments that are left in flesh and bone
It feels like I belong
Snakes come down and they offer our fruit
Tongues they now taste of passionate truth
It's not unnatural to feel it our way
But our worlds been painted grey
Writer: Hunter Plemmons
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