Monday, December 8, 2008

Body Language And Bad Habits

His body was ransom
His kisses were dancin'
On my lips and in my mind
The money has run out
The music is played out
And now it seems were running out of time
I'm feeling his rhythm
This is your decision
Take your time and make this count
Or awaken with regret
A lifetime of secrets
But would you kiss your mother with that mouth?
This can't be happening oh it can't be
So give up
Or Give in
I'm running through your veins like a habit you can't kick
Here's a secret confession from a life long obsession
As I'm smoking a cigarette and staring out your window pane.
Our bodies started kissing in a language I don't know
I hit the lights in the bedroom
To soften up the mood
You're lying there indiscreetly
I can tell by the feeling
Draw the blinds and lock the doors
You start to stare at the ceiling
As you keep repeating
Take your time and make this count
There's unfinished business
No sign of a witness
But would you kiss your mother with that mouth?
The wolves come out
When the lights go out
We're done playing sheep
Our hearts race
And our dreams lost in sheets
Look at the mess we got ourselves into now
Our bodies started kissing in a language we didn't know

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