Escovedo
She was pretty as a starlet
Take a photo, please
Her skin was soft white luminescence
Like a candle in the wild wind.
You can blame the stars
You can blame the wind
You can blame the meteor showers
Or the original sin.
Her mind was deep and sharp like poison
And like poison I drank it up
Her lips were red hot like fire
Like fire in a pewter cup.
You can blame the stars
You can blame the wind
You can blame the meteor showers
Or the original sin.
She was pretty as a starlet
Take a photo, please
Her skin was hot white luminescence
Like a candle in the vicious wind.
You can blame the stars
You can blame the wind
You can blame the meteor showers
Or the original sin.
You can blame the stars
You can blame the wind
You can blame the meteor showers
Or the original sin.