I don't like it This pressing flesh of star sign German eyes on postage Where's he gone today? And I liked it The way this blood was herself The sunny skies encircling Read them new today And you feel like bite Like something surfs alive You feel her bite Wither now You feel like I'm alive Like there's nothing in the black You feel that guy (guise) Muscle and dye (Frozen with sound) (x2) But I liked it, The way this blood would hurt her The sunny sky in circles