Lean

My friend  can’t join this fete
Her body is lean
But her soul is seductive
My friend  can’t join this orgy
she is sad and shy 
And her boyfriend is more than
Chance
But I don’t care 
we'll all be fucking here

her heart is clear but wait a bit
It waits for evil, waits for evil, 
With shudder in pain from any shit
it waits for any deal

She is cold as northern moss,
Her lips are lean
But her gaze is destructive
She wears an unattainable perfume,
antique gloves
And her boyfriend is more than
Chance
But I don’t care 
we'll all be fucking here


her heart is clear but wait a bit
It waits for evil, waits for evil, 
shuddering in pain from any shit
it waits for any deal

her mind is clear but wait a bit
It waits for evil, waits for evil, 
shuddering in pain from any shit

it waits for smear, waits for a smear