paroles de chanson Lick - Fred Schneider

You part the seas
You part your legs
You spread yourself
All over the place
There's the bed
You just lie
To me to everyone
A deeper cut, not too clean
That's not your style

Lick your wounds till you have no blood
Make another choice
Lick your wounds till you have no blood
Take another slice

You're gliding on sheets of pain
You're tired as your lines
Gliding on sheets of pain
You're killing more than time
You're gliding on sheets of pain
You're tired as your lines
Gliding on sheets of pain
You're killing more than time

The seas are churned your legs are wet
The waters deepen with every step
Your eyes burn hands are full
Taking more than you should get

There's the bed you're still lying
To me to everyone
Cut in deeper not too clean
That's not your style

Lick your wounds till you have no blood
Make another choice
Lick your wounds till you have no blood
Take another slice

You're gliding on sheets of pain
You're tired as your lines
Gliding on sheets of pain
You're killing more than time