hot and heavy
i think my hands are hot and heavy
my eyes spy like a paper doll
i stare at you like the lost and lovely
come on the floor and take a fall
prepared to be thrown down
dont get scared im just
hot and heavy
we are heard through the ground
the tapping and screaming
loud loud louder,beaming
they can feel our passion
grabbing and biting
tearing, rough-grinding
the creation of tension
release my inhibition
the rocking of our bodies
the stalking of these hotties
im not at all sinking
the killer of a feeling
the slaughter of all thinking
im gonna start spilling
the deepest extention
the hardest slave of attention
reactions to these sounds
release the inner peace
around the room of living the outside of a house
the inside of a room the living quarters of a soul
leaves are counted all is coming down
and silence gets the best remarks.
Copyright 2006 TAYLOR Guerra
my eyes spy like a paper doll
i stare at you like the lost and lovely
come on the floor and take a fall
prepared to be thrown down
dont get scared im just
hot and heavy
we are heard through the ground
the tapping and screaming
loud loud louder,beaming
they can feel our passion
grabbing and biting
tearing, rough-grinding
the creation of tension
release my inhibition
the rocking of our bodies
the stalking of these hotties
im not at all sinking
the killer of a feeling
the slaughter of all thinking
im gonna start spilling
the deepest extention
the hardest slave of attention
reactions to these sounds
release the inner peace
around the room of living the outside of a house
the inside of a room the living quarters of a soul
leaves are counted all is coming down
and silence gets the best remarks.
Copyright 2006 TAYLOR Guerra