Song | Pinku |
Artist | Someone Who Isn't Me |
Album | Dance With You |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Pinku | |
She used to be my lover | |
and then became the one | |
who all the women of my life | |
Were jealous of and shunned | |
I used to love her so much | |
Like no one else before | |
She couldn’t stand my excess | |
And always wanted to go | |
Oh please please Queen of the sour dreams | |
Give me your tenderness and don’t be afraid | |
Please please woman of everything | |
Don’t give a **** for what they say. | |
As she was lost in the streets, | |
She lost her mind as well | |
Her touch made me shudder | |
And hunt her again | |
So, I was haunted by her smell, | |
The story that we lived | |
Her eyes, her face, her skin as well | |
Pursues me everywhere | |
Oh please please Queen of the sour dreams | |
Give me your tenderness and don’t be afraid | |
Please please woman of everything | |
Don’t give a **** for what they say. |
Pinku | |
She used to be my lover | |
and then became the one | |
who all the women of my life | |
Were jealous of and shunned | |
I used to love her so much | |
Like no one else before | |
She couldn' t stand my excess | |
And always wanted to go | |
Oh please please Queen of the sour dreams | |
Give me your tenderness and don' t be afraid | |
Please please woman of everything | |
Don' t give a for what they say. | |
As she was lost in the streets, | |
She lost her mind as well | |
Her touch made me shudder | |
And hunt her again | |
So, I was haunted by her smell, | |
The story that we lived | |
Her eyes, her face, her skin as well | |
Pursues me everywhere | |
Oh please please Queen of the sour dreams | |
Give me your tenderness and don' t be afraid | |
Please please woman of everything | |
Don' t give a for what they say. |
Pinku | |
She used to be my lover | |
and then became the one | |
who all the women of my life | |
Were jealous of and shunned | |
I used to love her so much | |
Like no one else before | |
She couldn' t stand my excess | |
And always wanted to go | |
Oh please please Queen of the sour dreams | |
Give me your tenderness and don' t be afraid | |
Please please woman of everything | |
Don' t give a for what they say. | |
As she was lost in the streets, | |
She lost her mind as well | |
Her touch made me shudder | |
And hunt her again | |
So, I was haunted by her smell, | |
The story that we lived | |
Her eyes, her face, her skin as well | |
Pursues me everywhere | |
Oh please please Queen of the sour dreams | |
Give me your tenderness and don' t be afraid | |
Please please woman of everything | |
Don' t give a for what they say. |