We were so young
Now we're old and dumb
Cool as a pickle
You sure ain't fickle though
Defy your parents
Shut the door and lock it so
We can finally make some noise
I know, I know why you won't touch me
I know, I know my own kind of ugly
I know, I know it's dark, damned, and dirty
All alone and scared
No hesitation
Permanent vacation
No sense lookin' at it
Why don't you touch it?
Help me helpless, find your necklace
So we can finally make some noise
Who could that be? No one but me
Will set you free - from your body
She's chillin' six deep down in my backyard
An amazing and consistent album that delivers rich, deep, and droning tunes to fill your ears with musical goodness! It oozes sensuality and style heyseuz
A disc to digest slowly, the sensations that it will offer you, although they are complex, will leave a mark on you listening after listening. Propuesta Cultural