Lletres: Afterhours. During Christine's Sleep. Words.

It's time for this fag to be in love
with the queen
It's time for this fag to be in love
with the queen
She's telling him words that resound
through the walls
Tumblin 'Rollin' (Make a wish)
and they fall
In his head
In his head
When she's got the sound
of a new perverse lie
When she's got the sound
of a nude perverse lie
I'm going down to the south
of the backyard
I'm going down to the south
of the backyard
I'm out of reach
I'm out of reach


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