Sohns - We'll Call It A Safe House | Текст песни

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• Sohns
• We'll Call It A Safe House

we'll settle down in this moment cause we are now fucked.
oh pretty. yea! oh pretty faces.
oh how i long for a home within homes,
touchin limbs like one-ways.
how i long for a home within homes,
facin' out like a loose lipped lady.
un bouche d'ore can 't fix it.
a soft shell is all we'll be.
can you read my face? tell me what it says.
you don't have a fucking clue.
oh to see ones self.
pretty pretty faces line the salt trap i'm sitting in,
and i kindly ask that you get the fuck away,
but you just pull on my skin, and get a taste anyway.