Claus Testo

Well this is a taste you'd like to try
By killing the joke, it's already died
Filthy little corners you can squeeze into
Pretty little words your body can swing to
I bring you, I bring you down

Well here was a blast, it's time to fly
Blown from a kiss and into the sky
Dirty little things that you could turn on to
Everything is real and everyone wants you I want you, I wanted you

And we look to the sky to be sure
Is this love? What is love
If not pure

From me to you, from you to me
I know a place that you'll never see
I was the one that you would grow strong through
Never gave enough for you hold onto to
I wanted, I wanted you

And we look to the sky to be sure
Is this love? What is love
If not pure

Take me road, take me home
Oh, take me life, take me away

Well this is a taste you'd like to try By killing the joke, it's already died
Filthy little corners you can squeeze into
Pretty little words your body can swing to
I bring you, I bring you down

And we look to the sky to be sure
Is this love? What is love
If not pure