Webs of fingers taken down
Dragging shells all across town
They share moist kisses with
They take the most but not with
Love, Love, Love.
They are porn,
in a dirty bed.
They are the a stain
in the sheets.
Taken from the poor.
Taken from the poor.
And what they have to say about me…
Is that I’m the one watching.
But I have love,
In a kalidescope scrap book.
I have love love love
In my safest place.
Only for the rich spirits
Only for the ruch.
And what I have to say about them…
Is that they are unlucky.
I have a single cloud,
And a single tree.
A single sun
And it’s all I need.
I have love not porn
And I’ll never be poor.
Never be poor.
They are porn,
in a dirty bed.
They are the a stain
in the sheets.
Taken from the poor.
Taken from the poor.
And what they have to say about me…
Is that I’m the one watching.
I have a single cloud,
And a single tree.
A single sun
And that’s all I need. |