Alba s touto skladbou:
A Catholic Education,
See her lying in my bed
My pillow stuffed beneath her head
my hair is like a sea of gold
I love to sail in to her home
Kiss her lips, they're wet with spit
It's warm flavor tastes like wine
It isnt very cold inside
As icicles form on my spine
You're very presence turns me blue
It takes a hundred thousand colors just to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
You're very presence turns me blue
It takes a hundred thousand colors just to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
See her lying in my bed
My pillow stuffed beneath her head
my hair is like a sea of gold
I love to sail in to her home
Kiss her lips, they're wet with spit
It's warm flavor tastes like wine
It isnt very cold inside
As icicles form on my spine
You're very presence turns me blue
It takes a hundred thousand colors just to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
You're very presence turns me blue
It takes a hundred thousand colors just to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
You're very presence turns me blue
It takes a hundred thousand colors just to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
You're very presence turns me blue
It takes a hundred thousand colors just to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
