Villa Rosita
Chlöe's Clue
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A house of stone to hold this broken youth
Six floors to explore your co-cold wounded arms
I shouldn't touch your naked body, but I do.
I try to close my eyes to see my light
Desire drops are flooding our minds
This moon, this town, this moral sacrifice
The noise of drums dictating hidden stunts
Nobody knows if I've just lost my war
I'm tense, not stoned, but I can't move I'm stuck, next to you.
I'm a stranger from your great days
Coming back
All the weak heads looking fancy
Breathing dust, this house is past
This town is pure and our skins unspoilt
I cry, I'm cruel, 'cause all their shame now is fire
But when the moon says bye
They're strangers from the velvet cutting nights
All the weak heads looking fancy
Breathing dust, this house is past
I have flown, I've fallen here, take me to the river
A house of stone to hold this broken youth
Six floors to explore your co-cold wounded arms
I shouldn't touch your naked body, but I do