Kevin Hansen

i can't believe it's not body butter
the delicate elegancefeel genetically angelic imagerythis intelligence, it's obvious, no sunray's stopping us'til my skeleton is welcomed in, the runways to a hell i might be melted init's almost like cosmos osmosiswe are both feeling so ferociousand i just want to give her rosesin principal, i'm not responsible, but she wants it stillafter a bottle of chardonnay, and merlot, its not hard to say, i got her lowthe glorious euphoriawith a spirit in perfect symmetryour bodies are aqueous, with our shadow stalking uspuddles of a chateau's hardwood floor, show me what my heart's good forwithout the grace she's given mei wouldn't ever see this epiphanyin the pit of me is loves epitomein principal, i'm not responsible, but she wants it stillafter a bottle of chardonnay, and merlot, its not hard to say, i got her lowshe gets so high, it's therapeuticso beautiful, i'm goin' to loose itphenomonal anomolyshe has the voice of a symphonySongtextelike she is my lsd, we share this telekinetic electricityso everytime we feel felicity, her voice has that sympathy to elicit it in meand i can tune into her frequentlythere's no static on our frequencyi don't know what she sees in me Aus Songtexte Mania