Warm Milk Songtext
von Some Girls
Warm Milk Songtext
Don't blueprint me you casket designers
You're not dead like me, you little lip-liners
Some powdered nose and some stranger's
skull-fucked head
I want a little warm milk before bed
Spilling guts across the floor
I don't even lock the door anymore
We're in the world and we're on our knees
So whe should all come together with warm milk
You're not dead like me, you little lip-liners
Some powdered nose and some stranger's
skull-fucked head
I want a little warm milk before bed
Spilling guts across the floor
I don't even lock the door anymore
We're in the world and we're on our knees
So whe should all come together with warm milk
Writer(s): Justin Pearson, Charles Rowell, Sal Gallegos, Rob Moran, Wesley Eisold Copyright: Mattitude Music LLC, Alma Road Music Limited Lyrics powered by www.musiXmatch.com
