作词 : GONZALEZ, ANTHONY/KIBBY, MORGEN
Like a moth she moves to the red light
Her blood warms and boils there
She skims the sweat like a new milk
As pops the buttons off her wet blouse

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All of her soft parts call to me
She could be mine...

She digs her nails into her naked chest
Miles of veins fan out like a road map
She pulls back the skin to show her ribs
That twinkle like shooting stars.
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