Towels

Your image in a towel there showing me love
I want your body touching mine, it's better than God
Your skin on my skin, I'm feeling it now
Your touch is like a drug and it's better than God

Oh, can you save me from myself
No, I don't want to die alone

With a breath like whiskey wipe those habits
Falling to the bottom of this pit now

Your image in a towel there showing me love
I want your body touching mine, it's better than God
Your skin on my skin, I'm feeling it now
Your touch is like a drug and it's better than God

With a breath like whiskey wipe those habits
Falling to the bottom of this pit now
With death like habits in my head now
Falling to my end, how can I go on

With a breath like whiskey wipe those habits
Falling to the bottom of this pit now
With death like habits in my head now
Falling to my end, how can I go on



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Bayley
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