paroles de chanson Cinnamon - Ian Moore

So the sun has a way of going
Straight to my head
I get hazy and lazy,
Can't get from my bed
So I lay there and stare
At your seraphim hair
For a while

And it's crawlin', it's creepin',
It's coverin' my skin
I can't breath, I can't sleep,
Can't find anything
Except your lips and your tongue
And we're movin' as one
Here as one

Hey... just let me lay
In your bed for a while
Cause I'm drunk and
I'm happy Inside of you
And if this thing will help
Get you through
Then It gets you through...
It gets you through...
It gets you through...

And there's nothing else more I will do

So your body is blushing
Like blood on a stone
It's shift less, it's perfect
Like ebony bone
From the touch of your skin
To the secrets within ...
Here within

Oh and hey, just let me lay in
Your bed for a while
Cause I'm drunk and
I'm happy Inside of you
And if this thing will help
Get you through
Then It gets you through...
It gets you through...
It gets you through...

And there's nothing else more I will do