Blue Flower, Red Thorns

Slipping on paper mache
Slurping so sensually
Put on you black lipstick
Break me down, make feel pain
Mini skirt shake in my face
Can't stand it, don't want it
Mmmm, just a taste
I'll be your devil tonight
Devour your soul, it'll feel so right
Electric is the air
I see those heels in my mind
Right on these shoulders of mine
Can't stand it, don't want it
Mmmm, it's too late

Naanaanaanaanaanaanaa
Spend the night alone
Naanaanaanaanaanaanaa
Staring at my phone

Fiona, you leave me no choice
You're fooling around with the boys
I spot rips in your garder belt
I'd ravish you sweep you away
But you don't feel the sane way
Can't stand it, don't want it
Mmmm, it's too late

Naanaanaanaanaanaanaa
Spend the night alone
Naanaanaanaanaanaanaa Staring at my phone



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Writer(s): Andy Stevens
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