Cover di October Rust

October Rust
Album - 20 agosto 1996 - Debaser id 15782

di Type O Negative

In her place,
One-hundred candles burning.
Her salty sweat
Drips from her breast.
Her hips move
And I can feel what they're sayin,
Swayin...
They say the beast inside of
Me is gonna get ya, get ya,
Yeah...

Black lipstick stains
[On her] Glass of red wine
I am your servant,
May I light your cigarette?
Those lips move,
Yeah I can feel what you're sayin, prayin;
They say the beast inside of me is gonna get ya, get ya,
Yeah...

I beg to serve, your wish is my law
Now close those eyes,
And let me love you to death
Shall I prove I mean what I'm sayin, beggin
I say the beast inside of me is gonna get ya, get ya, yet...

Ah,
Let me love you to-
Ah,
Let me love you to...
Death.

To death...

Ah,
Let me love you to-
Ah,
Let me love you to...
Death.

Am I good enough...
For you?
Am I good enough...
For you?
Am I... ah...
For you?
Am I... ah...
For you?

Am I good enough
For you?
Il tuo voto:
Be my druidess
Be my everything
Be my druidess
Be mine

Around the pyre, a circle of thirteen
Throughout these woods, ecstatic screams
I look deeply into your eyes
I smell your hair, caress your thighs

Now we'll make love by fire light
A blaze so high it lights the night
Long fingernails dug in my skin
Yourself so wet invites me in

Our lust increased feeds desire
As we combust, yeah we on fire
I feel you shake so deep inside
Ooh scream my name and squeeze me tight

I'll do anything to make you come
Il tuo voto:
It's no secret we're close
As sweaty velcro
Like latex, fur and feathers
Stuck together
Now

In their '62 'vette
Sharing one cigarette
In a black light trance then
Go go dance
Then
Go go dance
Then

They keep me warm on cold nights
We must be quite a sight
In our meat triangle
All tangled
Wow

My girldfriend's girlfriend
She looks like you
My girlfriend's girlfriend
She's my girl too

Her and me and her and she and me
An uncrowded couple; are we three
Hey we don't care what people say
When walking hand in hand down kings highway
Two for one today

My girlfriend's girlfriend
She looks like you
My girlfriend's girlfriend
She's my girl too

My girlfriend's girlfriend
She looks like you
My girlfriend's girlfriend
She's my girl
Il tuo voto:
Yeah I think she's falling out of love
Yeah I think she's falling out of love
Yeah
Yeah I think she's falling out of love
Yeah I think she's falling out of love
Yeah I think she's falling
God I think she's falling out of
Yeah I think she's falling out of love
Yeah
Oh Yeah I know she's falling out of love
Oh Yeah I know she's falling out of love
Yeah I know she's falling
God I know she's falling out of love
Yeah I know she's falling out of love

All of the flowers
All of the flowers I gave her
She burned them
Burned them

Yeah I think she's falling
God I think she's falling out of love
Yeah I think she's falling out of love

All of the flowers
All of the flowers that I gave her
She burned them
Burned them

All of the flowers
All of the flowers that I gave her
She burned them
Burned them
Il tuo voto:
Hey Bacchus
She hates me
Hey Bacchus
She hates me

The street lamps light a wet old red hook road
A furry vino tinted slave
Molten oil painted brooklyn bridge
(cobblestone grave)

A lonely blue girl guards the river bed
She shakes her brown torch at the tide
On pier six we'd creep and count the cracks
(side by side, see, we're counting cracks)

Your mom was out wearing herself inside
I'll stop the train to say hello
A used boyfriend's just bought her this new car
(I said I know)

-Togetherburn-

She said burn
Together
Burn
We'll burn together

Now don't believe she'll never leave again
I can't forget the words she said way back when

She said burn
We'll burn together
Il tuo voto:
My Cinnamon Girl...

My Cinnamon Girl...

I want to live with a cinnamon girl
I could be happy the rest of my life with her

A dreamer of pictures
I run in the night
You see us together chase the moonlight
My cinnamon girl
My cinnamon girl

Ten silver saxes
A bass with a bow
The drummer relaxes, waits between shows
(feels like)

A dreamer of pictures
I run in the night
You see us together chase the moonlight(alright)
My cinnamon girl
My Cinnamon Girl

Mom send me money now
I'm gonna make it somehow
I need another chance
You see my baby loved to dance,yeah,yeah

(feels like)
(alright)

My Cinnamon Girl
My Cinnamon Girl

(This song was originally sung by Neil Young)
Il tuo voto:
A swollen sun melting in the horizon
Between the sheets where I wait for her to come

A living flame, impossible to resist
Burning me deep with every bite, kiss and lick

I'm haunted
I'm haunted
I'm haunted (by her)

Invades my sleep with tumescent intentions
Hades I'm sure must be missing a demon

I, I hate the morning
I, I hate the morning

From the panes a green mist swirls
Is it a shadow of reflection?
This apparition in moon beams bathed
A voice like wind through trees beckons
Cool rain on hot summer stone
The odor fills my presence
Of freshly dug grave and death and night
These things are her essence
Nocturnal mistress, spirit lover
Your mouth of wine and wooksmoke taste
My goddess of the violet twilight
You are lust incarnate
In the sweat of my bed
The eastern sky hints of dawning
Alone and awake but exhausted I lie
Oh how I hate the morning

I, oh I hate the morning (light)
I, oh I, hate the morning (light)
Il tuo voto:
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