LYRICS

One hundred friends told me:
“It DO NOT about you, do not play, in love with the devil”
He does not know what that means.
the child had said would better to understand.
standing in the distance - from people like you.

Chorus:
stop there, but I have no brakes. Again touch dangerous toys.
It’s like walking shoes, I know killing me but goes.
stop there, but I have no brakes. Again touch dangerous toys.
He’s like a cigarette in his mouth, though harmful enthuse last.

I approach when I say “No”. Time there, walk a tightrope.
All my life I have been attracted - awkward cars, clothes, relationships, men.
the child had said it would in - better understand.
standing in the distance - from people like you.

Chorus:
stop there, but I have no brakes. Again touch dangerous toys.
It’s like walking shoes, I know killing me but goes.
stop there, but I have no brakes. Again touch dangerous toys.
He’s like a cigarette in his mouth, though harmful enthuse last.

Quiet whispered to me only “baby”.
Highly forced in me in you “Oh yeah”.
slow breathing, slow breathing “baby”.
And then a second scream.

Chorus:
stop there, but I have no brakes. Again touch dangerous toys.
It’s like walking shoes, I know killing me but goes.
stop there, but I have no brakes. Again touch dangerous toys.
He’s like a cigarette in his mouth, though harmful enthuse last.