Fin Eve
Apple in my throat
Eve you’re flower woke
Go slow, she said…
Go slow the clocks tonight our shaking bodies move in time
We say goodbye…
We both know where this will go
We both know we’ll she'd the skin from our bones…
Kiss our innocence
Hands a skin caress
Go slow, she said…
Go cupid to your bow
The comfort of a virgins crush
We say goodbye…
We both know where this will go
We both know we’ll she'd the skin from our bones…
