Sunday, July 8, 2007
down your vodkawe're heading home but the party's just starting
this is our little sanctuary
of paper boats and singing birds
where fantasies materialize
let lust guide our way,
let's get high on each other
discover each other
and forget about tomorrow
do it again, do the pleasure
that made me cry
make me scream for more
if this is a sin,
then it feels so damn good to be bad
let's get lost in the rhythm,
i can tell this will be a long night. Posted by rachel at 1:14 AM
