Sanoja: Angry Amputees. Slut Bomb. Put Me To Bed.

Take me; put to bed;
I want your pillow under my head
Take me with you; you don't have to ask;
Cuz I want to feel you down my pants
Well it may be; that you can't read;
Who gives a fuck if you're dyslexic
Take me home;
No one will know finally we will be alone

Well I can what you're thinking
When you look at me that way
It's a feeling we both can't deny

Take me; put to bed;
All I want is to get some rest
Take me with you; don't be afraid,
After the night goes down into flames
Well it may be; you can't see;
Dyslexic or not it's only me
So take me home; no one will know;
finally we will be alone

Well I can what you're thinking
When you look at me that way
It's a feeling we both can't deny
All you've got to do is say a word
And I'll be coming right away,
To meet you for a secret rendezvous.


But before this feeling ends
In my defense I always wanted you
But there has always been somebody else.
Who really cares when we both win
The sacrifice is small and never ending now.
The choice is yours; what will it be?

I can what you're thinking
When you look at me that way
With that smile and the twinkle in your eyes
All you've got to do is say a word
And I'll be headed on my way
To meet you for a secret rendezvous...