FANGS

Like dust thats on art

Antique with a spark

But i trust in the streaks

That are worn in your cheeks

Decorate your neck

Elated with the rest

And now you're into them

But i wanna sleep with u

And now u been through them

And i feel run-through

Like dust thats on art

Antique with a spark

But i trust in the streaks

That are worn in your cheeks

Like dust thats on art

Antique with a spark

But i trust in the streaks

That are worn in your cheeks

Like dust thats on art

Antique with a spark

But i trust in the streaks

That are worn in your cheeks