This skin it fits me well
See how it's bronzed by this yellow sun
The taste, the touch, and the smell
It's easier when no one here lives long enough to bore me
I know somewhere out there
She's calling from the cold side of the moon
Saying
See how it's bronzed by this yellow sun
The taste, the touch, and the smell
It's easier when no one here lives long enough to bore me
I know somewhere out there
She's calling from the cold side of the moon
Saying