if the musics over than fuck me gently
i'm a doors girl, and you know what i meanyou can't see through me
or the misty coated night skyyou wanna feel me and touch my body
but you don't deserve iti'll make you wait, tilted and grey
a golden hour turns out the spotlightsi'm a women, once a sad girl
i've become a flower, stemmed from love/hatelet the music peel my skin body to body
trade my soul for a bite of the red cherryeach note tells me how i fell into a winding road
effortlessly, unconventional controlling floatwhisper the words, deeper than crimson red
my eyes are screaming for me to go to bedbefore i give in to the biggest scream
remember me as a friend of the butterflycome closer again and touch the mornings sun
put your head on the ground, let us ride