letra de 0passion of lovers – bauhaus
she had nut painted arms that were hers to keep
and in her fear she sought cracked pleasures
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”, said she
licked her lips and turned to feather
and as i watched from underneath
i came aware of all that she keep
the little foxes so safe and sound
they were not dead, they’d gone to ground
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”, said she
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”, said she
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”
she breaks her heart just a little too much
and her jokes attract the lucky bad type
as she dips and wails and slips her banshee smile
she gets the better of the bigger to the letter
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”, said she
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”, said she
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”, said she
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”, said she
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”, said she
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”, said she
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”, said she
“the p-ssion of lovers is for death”