Layer under layer of now fanatical desire Layer under layer of now fanatical desire Light was grey comin' through the textured window Ventilating the debris in the airwell
Usually cautious about public affection Rubbing noses, gently issuing Quantities of affection in their glances
Joined at the hip Weaving down the hall Past the curtain they rolled against the wall Slid to the floor, he lifted her shirt He fed on her
In the sun I don't melt So in the dark I fall apart In the sun I don't melt So in the dark I fall apart