Stumbling On These Shadowfeet
Know... Know teenage flesh... Know the chill... Know she breaks my siren
"Never was one for a prissy girl, coquette, calling for an ambulance"
I can't stop thinking about this song recently. It screams power, and beauty, and sex, but the underlying message is
"help".
I might not be right but that is the way I see it.
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