twisted mess neneh cherry

The first kiss you planted to my face. The second twist tonight, a fate. And somehow the taste of fear took up all the space in here. I pick a way out in the twisted mess. (more or less) Disintegrated, strategically impressed. (more or less) No longer residents at the new address. (more or less) Scratch me like a perfume ad, recycle all the plans we had. (more or less) Whenever I fake, (more or less) whoever I take, (more or less) however it breaks, (more or less) someone s gonna fall. I sense a grain of stress (more or less) hurting you more or less. (more or less) I pick up this twisted mess. (more or less) Like sinking ships dragged into abyss, just slammin in simpleness. Wherever I take the night, keeping it eye to eye, just slammin with tastiness. (more or less) I pick a way out in the twisted mess, (more or less) Disintegrated, strategically digress. (more or less) No longer residents at your own address. (more or less) Watch me