Reclusa Songtext
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Reclusa Songtext
Stay low, stay young, amphibian
You were my cold-blooded boyfriend
Spider-bitten, hospital-ridden
Slept better in the air conditioning
In my gown so elegantly bound
In my RV holding me down
Venom turns to high fever
You gotta reach rock bottom to swim back home
I wanna get it in my hospital gown
Wanna feel something warmer than my own blood
I wanna be a nightmare dreamer
Girlfriend stealer, summertime fever
I wanna make out with the Grim Reaper
Do my makeup with the Devil at Heaven′s gates
Might not get me anywhere
But anything is better than hiding from you
Dancin' down a whole road
Prayin′ that it's empty, you with me
No one has seen me in the natural light
But that's ok, I′m not worth the sight
Born sinner and I′ll die one too
Which one is the worst, what did I do?
I wanna get it in my hospital gown
Wanna feel something warmer than my own blood
I wanna be a nightmare dreamer
Girlfriend stealer, summertime fever
I wanna make out with the Grim Reaper
Do my makeup with the Devil at Heaven's gates
Might not get me anywhere
But anything is better than hiding from you
You were my cold-blooded boyfriend
Spider-bitten, hospital-ridden
Slept better in the air conditioning
In my gown so elegantly bound
In my RV holding me down
Venom turns to high fever
You gotta reach rock bottom to swim back home
I wanna get it in my hospital gown
Wanna feel something warmer than my own blood
I wanna be a nightmare dreamer
Girlfriend stealer, summertime fever
I wanna make out with the Grim Reaper
Do my makeup with the Devil at Heaven′s gates
Might not get me anywhere
But anything is better than hiding from you
Dancin' down a whole road
Prayin′ that it's empty, you with me
No one has seen me in the natural light
But that's ok, I′m not worth the sight
Born sinner and I′ll die one too
Which one is the worst, what did I do?
I wanna get it in my hospital gown
Wanna feel something warmer than my own blood
I wanna be a nightmare dreamer
Girlfriend stealer, summertime fever
I wanna make out with the Grim Reaper
Do my makeup with the Devil at Heaven's gates
Might not get me anywhere
But anything is better than hiding from you
Writer(s): Lorenzo Cook Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com