Creature

Who says I’m a creature
Swallowing my tongue to keep me thin
Hard times in the sunshine
Darkness better suits my skin
Wicked is the comedown from your love crest
Like bathing in the blackest sin
Wicked is the comedown from your love crest
I only want to breathe her in
Sweet cry from the center
Honest passive lazy moan
Wrapped tight in patent leather
Crawling under my own skin
Wicked is the come down from your love crest
Like bathing in the blackest sin
Wicked is the come down from your love crest
I only want to breathe her in