I sleep quite violently waking warm with thunder
And I'm the magician's girl.
Buttoning my cuffs at the wrist,
And split from my neck to my knees,
How badly I photograph.
To dream of a duel, speaking furious in Latin, the scald scar of water.
Woke snug as a virgin quietly humming.
The Promise Ring - Scenes from France Lyrics
The Promise Ring - Scenes from France Lyrics
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I sleep quite violently waking warm with thunder
And I'm the magician's girl.
Buttoning my cuffs at the wrist,
And split from my neck to my knees,
How badly I photograph.
To dream of a duel, speaking furious in Latin, the scald scar of water.
Woke snug as a virgin quietly humming.
And I'm the magician's girl.
Buttoning my cuffs at the wrist,
And split from my neck to my knees,
How badly I photograph.
To dream of a duel, speaking furious in Latin, the scald scar of water.
Woke snug as a virgin quietly humming.
Writer: SCOTT THOMAS BESCHTA, DANIEL JOHN DIDIER, JASON P GNEWIKOW, DAVID S VON BOHLEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Performed By: The Promise Ring
Length: 2:32
Written by: SCOTT THOMAS BESCHTA, DANIEL JOHN DIDIER, JASON P GNEWIKOW, DAVID S VON BOHLEN