she's always busy caring 'cos that's all she's ever done she's a thousand Florence Nightingales all rolled up into one and (well) people take advantage but she loves her fellow friend with a slow, slow count from ten... when strangers die around her she still cries herself to sleep and she seldom gets the chance to pick the company she keeps and the ring around her finger is a ring around her past and a youth that couldn't last when people ask if she's OK she doesn't even answer her mind is set on auto-think, for heaven knows how long with the body of an angel and the features of a child she's miles and miles and miles and miles away she's the miles away girl, 'cos she's the miles away girl and she slaps miles and miles of smiles on every face she's the miles away girl, she's the miles away girl she's the miles away girl, right next to (me) she send a men to slumber-land with just one little kiss her silence is refreshing and her honesty is bliss she's probably clairvoyant but she never had the call but that's not long at all... her head's up with the stars because she knows that's where she's heading the good guys think she's different the rest just think she's weird she doesn't eat, she doesn't sleep, she's thinking all the while and maybe you're the angel I knew that you could be well that must be the reason you bring out the devil in me deep under the covers, an easy place to hide and imagine the world isn't really going on outside but you never seem to have any money 'cos the decent people never get paid but there's never really ever a problem' cos you can get miles away, miles away, miles away 8. My Baby Is A Headfuck drags me round all day just like a ball on a chain or a tooth pain when I confess... I'm just a mess do I have to take this shit from you every time I look your way or say "HEY! it's about time you show me yours and I'll show you mine" and I hope you can keep that turd eating grin of yours upon your face when you find that you're thrown to one side 'cos no-one likes a rotten roller coaster ride 'cos she's the kind of girl who'll take your heart and leave you feeling worse than you did at the start 'cos she's a headfuck, my baby is a headfuck in a bygone age engaged in the passion trip a final score was required just to make it worthwhile all the patience and the wasted time for it seems today the play a movie scene where the aim is to get the best line crashing heads for the second time 'cos she's the kind of girl who'll break your mind and make an easy meal of the sensitive kind 'cos she's a headfuck, my baby is a headfuck (oh no... day tripper, prick teaser yeah) so a parting word to those young unfortunates who cannot get to sleep 'til one little snake uncurls raise a glass to the Underworld! you can try all week and still keep on waiting it's a messed up, stressed out, loss situation where pearls end up changing into headfuck girls 'cos she's the kind of girl who'll steal your smile and chuck it over there on the rest of the pile 'cos she's a headfuck, my baby is a headfuck headfuck me! head fuck Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com