I need to taste your voice in my mouth
I need to taste your voice in the air
And I need to feel your skin against all that I retch out
And feel your voice all over everywhere
I need to paste your skin around the mailbox
And hold the postman in your smile
I need to fill your lungs with smallpox
And feel the glow of a sick and distorted life
Beautiful baby
All filled with angels
Beautiful baby
All filled with angels
Beautiful baby
All filled with angels
Beautiful babies
All filled with angels
...the man's a genius.
guess who wrote that and i'll buy you breakfast.
I need to taste your voice in the air
And I need to feel your skin against all that I retch out
And feel your voice all over everywhere
I need to paste your skin around the mailbox
And hold the postman in your smile
I need to fill your lungs with smallpox
And feel the glow of a sick and distorted life
Beautiful baby
All filled with angels
Beautiful baby
All filled with angels
Beautiful baby
All filled with angels
Beautiful babies
All filled with angels
...the man's a genius.
guess who wrote that and i'll buy you breakfast.
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