But you but you
You write such pretty words
But life’s no story book
Love’s an excuse to get hurt
And to hurt
“Do you like to hurt?”
“I do! I do!”
“Then hurt me.”
But you but you
You write such pretty words
But life’s no story book
Love’s an excuse to get hurt
And to hurt
“Do you like to hurt?”
“I do! I do!”
“Then hurt me.”
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Why pick this song?
Satan
Satan: “Why pick this song?”
Because it suited my mood. I like the tone of it and the flavour of the section I quoted (as well as some other snippets, not so much the chorus):
“Your hands are on me, I am pressing hard against your jeans, your tongue is in my mouth…”
“I've got a hunger and I can't seem to get full”
It's kind of desperate and hypnotic, both.
Ferns
Ok