A Yoke歌词
Accidental Babies
沉醉寒风 制作
Well I held you like a lover
Happy hands and your elbow in the appropriate place
And we ignored our others, happy plans
For that delicate look upon your face
Our bodies moved and hardened
Hurting parts of your garden
With no room for a pardon
In a place where no one knows what we have done
Do you come
Together ever with him?
And is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
And do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
And is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildly free?
What about me?
Well you held me like a lover Sweaty hands
And my foot in the appropriate place
And we use cushions to cover
Happy glands in the mild issue of our disgrace
Our minds pressed and guarded
While our flesh disregarded