Coming Down

<br>Make me reflective, introspective<br><br>Make me the violence, and explain my silence.<br><br>Cause its never too late to fill me with hate...<br><br>So pull away, go, make me look cool.<br><br><br><br>And she looks best, sunday mornings, coming down.<br><br><br><br>So what will I achieve, and who should I believe.<br><br>I lick her slit, as it tightens its grip.<br><br>My drugged up kiss. so hey, have something else.<br><br>Its hard to conceal the way I feel.<br><br><br><br>And she looks best, sunday mornings, coming down.<br><br>It seems that some wanker makes her darker<br><br>Sights her hair.