Lyrics:
to lay me down in a garden of tuberose's When he comes around there's nothing more to imagine Just tuberose's Tuberose's Are you here Are you here
You're like a tuberose Crazy for your love You're like a tuberose Crazy for your love 幻想に酔うシティ 自嘲気味ギミック 時間ギリギリで終電 世界の片隅に咲いている君 薔薇の香りにくらくら
water The cold, crystal water I'll remember you My love for the tuberose (`ilima) flower Windblown perfume to the heart Rejoicing in the nectar
the pay back Sugar, honey, sexy baby When we touch it turns to gold Sensitive and delicate, kinda like a tuberose You know you are my treasure chest
a bitch Tuberose and tulips On the boxes you're in From the holes in your skin Hit the road and get rich Or stay home and get broke It's your choice
Tuberose and two lips On the boxes you ripped From the holes in your skin Hit the road and get rich Or stay home and get broke It's your choice in
the pay back Sugar, honey, sexy baby When we touch it turns to gold Sensitive and delicate, kinda like a tuberose You know you are my treasure chest
Conjure phantom lovers from the tattered shreds of dawn Fulfilled and yet forgotten the St.Tropez mirage Fragrant aphrodisiac, the withered tuberose
Fulfilled and yet forgotten the St. Tropez mirage Fragrant aphrodisiac, the withered tuberose Patience my tinsel angel, patience my perfumed child One day
tuberose and lily Or your silly French accent All but forgotten About those eyes The shade of green that if he'd seen Would make F. Scott Fitzgerald cry
You tell me stories of your mother I can feel it crawling up From under tongue The sweetest smell of tuberose I can make you more than your reflections
IS CRAWLING 30 MOTHERFUCKERS WON’T SHUT THE FUCK UP 30 PRECIOUS TUBEROSES STONES HEADSMAN QUITE CONTRARY SEE HOW THEY RUN SEE HOW THEY HIDE
s’inghirlandi… Suzuki Gigli, rose spandi. Butterfly …di convolvi s’inghirlandi. Butterfly e Suzuki Gettiamo a mani piene Mammole e tuberose, corolle di verbene,
The one who thrives She has learned to bloom Like the tuberose Opening in the light But becoming more potent In the dark Sweet scent of honey
Conjure phantom lovers from the tattered shreds of dawn, Fulfilled and yet forgotten the st. tropez mirage Fragrant aphrodisiac, the withered tuberose
touch it turns to gold Sensitive and delicate kinda like a tuberose You know you are my treasure chest It's pure perfection when we kiss and You're my
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