paroles de chanson Saint - Ed Tullett

Peel your thumb, a lace,
Pale, you stun away
May you shun a stray
Way you shone, a phrase, afraid of coming
You're not a saint, pyre,
You're not a way to covet me
You're not a saint, pyre,
You're not a way to covet me
Wear your pastel brace
Dark your bronze, a grey
Yield your calm, a grace
Air you palm, obey, obey and come in
You're not a saint, pyre,
You're not a way to covet me
You're not a saint, pyre,
You're not a way to covet me
Ricochet around
Wreath for your body
Your pretty vowels, dour sea
Hush the laic drown
Swoon through your eyelids
Your pretty mouth, your dowry
You're not a saint, liar,
You're not a saint, collider,
You're not afraid to covet me
You're not a saint, liar,
You're not a saint, collider,
You're not afraid to covet me