28 feb 2010, 10:46

... И всеки си има ад от From first to last 

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... And we all have a hell 

From first to last


 

Every day gets worse,

Locked in a vice my thoughts perverse

You must wonder why I look at you that way

Tonight ill make my way into your house

I must; I'm lusting for your body

Skin looks tight, think I just might have

To take a bit, but I know one will turn

To three or four or more my little whore


Tonight, tonight

She's not alone (can you taste the wicked in the room?)

Bobbysoxer so pure, so young

(By morning her soul will be gone, gone, gone.)


I did a beautiful thing,

Relax baby, that's a good girl

You're like my work of art

I can control, I can contort any

Position that I wish,

I make my fantasy reality

Hold still, it will be over soon


Tonight, tonight

She's not alone (can you taste the wicked in the room?)

Bobbysoxer so pure, so young

(By morning her soul will be gone)


I blend with the walls so I won't be seen

My love, you smell so....................

I took one good look,

And I followed you home


Tonight, tonight

She's not alone (can you taste the wicked in the room?)

Bobbysoxer so pure, so young

(By morning her soul will be gone)



 

... И всеки си има ад

 

Всеки ден става все по-зле,

заключен в поквара от перверзните си мисли.

Сигурно се чудиш, защо те гледам по този начин.

Тази вечер ще намеря път към дома ти.

Трябва, Желая страстно тяло ти,
кожата изглежда стегнат
a, мисля, че може би трябва  
да си отхапя, но знам, че един път ще с
e превърне
в три или четири или повече, моя малка блуднице.

Тази вечер, тази вечер.
Тя не е сама (можеш ли да вкус нечестивите в стаята?)

Mомиче, толкова чисто, толкова младо.
(До сутринта, душата и ще я няма, няма, няма.)

Направих нещо красиво,
Спокойно, скъпа, добро момиче.
Tи си моето произведение на изкуството.
Мога да контролирам, мога да извращавам всяка
позиция, която желания,
правя фантазията си реалност.
Изчакай, скоро всичко ще свърши.

Тази вечер, тази вечер.
Тя не е сама (можеш ли да вкус нечестивите в стаята?)
Момиче, толкова чисто, толкова младо.
(До сутринта, душата и ще я няма, няма, няма.)

Сливам се със стените, за да не бъда видян,
любов моя, ти ухаеш тъй...
Само те погледнах
и те последвах до дома ти.

Тази вечер, тази вечер.
Тя не е сама (можеш ли да вкус нечестивите в стаята?)
Момиче, толкова чисто, толкова младо.
(До сутринта, душата и ще я няма, няма, няма.)








Every day gets worse,
Locked in a vice my thoughts perverse
You must wonder why I look at you that way
Tonight ill make my way into your house
I must; I'm lusting for your body
Skin looks tight, think I just might have
To take a bit, but I know one will turn
To three or four or more my little whore
Tonight, tonight
She's not alone (can you taste the wicked in the room?)
Bobbysoxer so pure, so young
(By morning her soul will be gone, gone, gone.)
I did a beautiful thing,
Relax baby, that's a good girl
You're like my work of art
I can control, I can contort any
Position that I wish,
I make my fantasy reality
Hold still, it will be over soon
Tonight, tonight
She's not alone (can you taste the wicked in the room?)
Bobbysoxer so pure, so young
(By morning her soul will be gone)
I blend with the walls so I won't be seen
My love, you smell so....................
I took one good look,
And I followed you home
Tonight, tonight
She's not alone (can you taste the wicked in the room?)
Bobbysoxer so pure, so young
(By morning her soul will be goneEvery day gets worse,
Locked in a vice my thoughts perverse
You must wonder why I look at you that way
Tonight ill make my way into your house
I must; I'm lusting for your body
Skin looks tight, think I just might have
To take a bit, but I know one will turn
To three or four or more my little whore

Tonight, tonight
She's not alone (can you taste the wicked in the room?)
Bobbysoxer so pure, so young
(By morning her soul will be gone, gone, gone.)

I did a beautiful thing,
Relax baby, that's a good girl
You're like my work of art
I can control, I can contort any
Position that I wish,
I make my fantasy reality
Hold still, it will be over soon

Tonight, tonight
She's not alone (can you taste the wicked in the room?)
Bobbysoxer so pure, so young
(By morning her soul will be gone)

I blend with the walls so I won't be seen
My love, you smell so....................
I took one good look,
And I followed you home

Tonight, tonight
She's not alone (can you taste the wicked in the room?)
Bobbysoxer so pure, so young
(By morning her soul will be gone)



 

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