Текст и слова песни Hammil Peter – Always is Next
Ill met, ill starred, the sweat, the scars,
the back seat of the car, caught up in the sex,
The ties that bind, his thoughts, her mind,
why something doesn't connect...
The rush, the drool, his push, her pull,
the slushy gender pool, survive and protect.
Ill met, the lips, the tongues that dart apart
for whatever's next.
Well, now, what then, they count to ten and sense
the current direct.
This heat, this burn so sweet, they've learned
this stuff will never turn out as they expect.
Well then, what now? Again they've found what somehow
still resurrects:
A fit, a freeze, a pretty please,
drop down upon the knees and...whatever next
Whatever's next, what ever's next.
A clenching fist, a wrench, a twisted kiss
will salvage this wreck.
The steam, the windows stream and in
the back seat of the car they never suspect -
Out in the dark the Demiurge Avenger
auto-elect....
Ill met, the gun is cocked. Though once
they swore they'd be forever...always is next
the back seat of the car, caught up in the sex,
The ties that bind, his thoughts, her mind,
why something doesn't connect...
The rush, the drool, his push, her pull,
the slushy gender pool, survive and protect.
Ill met, the lips, the tongues that dart apart
for whatever's next.
Well, now, what then, they count to ten and sense
the current direct.
This heat, this burn so sweet, they've learned
this stuff will never turn out as they expect.
Well then, what now? Again they've found what somehow
still resurrects:
A fit, a freeze, a pretty please,
drop down upon the knees and...whatever next
Whatever's next, what ever's next.
A clenching fist, a wrench, a twisted kiss
will salvage this wreck.
The steam, the windows stream and in
the back seat of the car they never suspect -
Out in the dark the Demiurge Avenger
auto-elect....
Ill met, the gun is cocked. Though once
they swore they'd be forever...always is next
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