17 de abril de 2010


YOU´RE A SONG WRITTEN BY THE HANDS OF GOD DON´T GET ME WRONG ´CUZ THIS MIGHT SOUND TO YOU A BIT ODD BUT YOU OWN THE PLACE WHERE ALL MY THOUGHTS GO HIDING AND RIGHT UNDER YOUR CLOTHES IS WHERE I FIND THEM UNDERNEATH YOUR CLOTHES THERE´S AN ENDLESS STORY THERE´S THE MAN I CHOSE THERE´S MY TERRITORY AND ALL THE THINGS I DESERVE FOR BEING SUCH A GOOD GIRL HONEY BECAUSE OF YOU I FORGOT THE SMART WAYS TO LIE BECAUSE OF YOU I´M RUNNING OUT OF REASONS TO CRY WHEN THE FRIENDS ARE GONE WHEN THE PARTIES´ OVER WE WILL STILL BELONG TO EACH OTHER UNDERNEATH YOUR CLOTHES THERE´S AN ENDLESS STORY THERE´S THE MAN I CHOSE THERE´S MY TERRITORY AND ALL THE THINGS I DESERVE FOR BEING SUCH A GOOD GIRL HONEY UNDERNEATH YOUR CLOTHES THERE´S AN ENDLESS STORY THERE´S THE MAN I CHOSE THERE´S MY TERRITORY AND ALL THE THINGS I DESERVE FOR BEING SUCH A GOOD GIRL HONEY I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ALL THAT´S ON THE PLANET MOVIN´ TALKIN´ WALKIN´ BREATHING YOU KNOW IT´S TRUE OH BABY IT´S SO FUNNY YOU ALMOST DON´T BELIEVE IT AS EVERY VOICE IS HANGING FROM THE SILENCE LAMPS ARE HANGING FROM THE CEILING LIKE AN OLD LADY TIED TO HER MANNERS I´M TIED UP TO THIS FEELING UNDERNEATH YOUR CLOTHES THERE´S AN ENDLESS STORY THERE´S THE MAN I CHOSE THERE´S MY TERRITORY AND ALL THE THINGS I DESERVE FOR BEING SUCH A GOOD GIRL HONEY