MOAN-Languages

Fangs like a vamp
And a sparkling eye
Freckles on her face
And a crooked smile

She leaves you no choice but to stare
She don’t mind

Extended jaw
And a razor scar
I couldn’t lose hope
Since I lost my mind

I’m making foolish promises,I know
I’m buying smiles

(chorus)
Every move that I do I get rejected
Every word she says I lose control
Every time that she dreams in every language that she speaks
I get a feeling that won’t let me sleep at all

Whiskey is a med
That won’t do me no good
I need you like a drug
Just to handle my mood

I’m losing every single game
I play with you

I know you got another
That you love and adore
I couldn’t care less
I’ll come knock at your door

Oh babe,you got to let me in
I’m gonna make you moan

All that’s left a pair of bites on my finger
All that’s left a pair of bites on my finger
All that’s left a pair of bites and a call from a ghost.

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