There is an oak dream
And a falling tree
With its branches
Covering my naked body,
My boobs.
It is like a drum,
Inside of my chest.
Voodoo drums
Come to my liver
If you let me eat yours,
I’ll let you eat mine.
Moon Child
There is an oak dream
And a falling tree
With its branches
Covering my naked body,
My boobs.
It is like a drum,
Inside of my chest.
Voodoo drums
Come to my liver
If you let me eat yours,
I’ll let you eat mine.