All She Can See
I have never known such pure madness
And
I can't hear what you're saying
What you're doing to me
Can´t
Must've been mid afternoon
I could tell by how far the
Explode
Bouncing and pounding
My head the backboard
I need release to let
Give
I have felt the comfort
Now what did I do to
Untie the hands that bind your mind
And be nice
She puts
Miss Emma Peel
I come home late at night
On the floor
"Let it out let me pull the shades
mix it up
How many times has this gone on?
Call 'cause it's just
Everything about the world is sex
And it's a message, of
The Feeder
I feel your fame
Fill your pocket
And I've tried to