Delude
It was grey thursday, it rains,
ask me for a cab, she say,
In a cheap hotels lobby
She came from rent her skin for a while,
With the jabber of the duty done
Acrobatics of the fake pleasure,
An orgasm for rent, with moans,
She put some color in her mouth ,
and her footsteps scratch the floor,
who got somethin' for the nose she ask
A handkerchief could be handy,
i disguissed my bait, of ingenuousness,
somethin' to no sleep, idiot,
If you give that you can ask for my clothes.
Where can i find snow for the wakefulness, now
I think a hundred will fit, you dare
My department is across the corner,
I'm alone like yourselve, girl,
I invited you to use the light for the first time, tomorrow
I don't want you to uproot the bed.
(corus)
Is not what you do with your mouth, my broken doll, what i'm asking for,
You can keep your clothes on, my broken doll, i don't need it
is not to wet my hornyness in your weist what i've been searchin' for,
It's a little of tenderness to see if it heals what i've been through,
She say yes without a smile, she walks.
Tell me if sex without pleasure, turns you on,
only if the client is a woman, you got it
I argue with underhanded, it's clear,
don't think for me that it's weird
Everyone got their own taste and passion, i said to her.
Can I hold your hand?
Give me a hundred for a start, and we'll see,
I look for the money on my pants and i don't get nothin'
I looked out under the couch and there it was
I gave them to her like one who's buying a pair, of wings.
(corus)
Is not what you do with your mouth, my broken doll, what i'm asking for,
You can keep your clothes on, my broken doll, i don't need it
is not to wet my hornyness in your weist what i've been searchin' for,
It's a little of tenderness to see if it heals what i've been through.
She looked the night table, wait,
Is that your ex over there, the deal is off,
With her hand she point at the portrait,
You know her she ask me, i get confusse,
It's for me she left you for, deluded.
this lyrics was in spanish (im mexican) but when i translated............i didnt liked, what do u think? and yes its a true history cry
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