torsdag, januari 6

beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth.




samson came to my bed
told me that my hair was red
told me I was beautiful and came into my bed
oh I cut his hair myself one night
a pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
and he told me that I'd done alright
and kissed me 'til the mornin' light, the mornin' light
and he kissed me 'til the mornin' light


samson went back to bed
not much hair left on his head
ate a slice of wonderbread and went right back to bed
oh, we couldn't bring the columns down
yeah we couldn't destroy a single one
and history books forgot about us
and the bible didn't mention us, not even once


you are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first.

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