Alabaster Skies, Frequent Flies
all around, up and down, on the ground, never stopped to ask you why.
Couldn't see, Could it Be?
Never knew was it you was it me,
was it her that brought me to this place?
Ohhhh... I can still feel you touching me.
Feel your hands on my a$$
Feel your eyes caressing me
Then the moment will pass.
August blooms, Snowy Dunes
Hot and cold, weak and bold, young and old can't see the desert for the fumes
Let me be, It's just me
just my old tricks you see
It was me that brought you to this place.
