FLY ME TO THE MOON

baby i'm shy

i like to cry

i keep a spider in my room

everything's fine

maybe i'm dumb

maybe i'm not to good for you

i want so bad

to see you undress

when you are naked it feels like a bless

i'm not in love

i've lost my head

somewhere in depth of your eyes

deep deep depth

fly me to the moon

right after the school

i'll be there for you

with a knife in my hand

paris texas

sound of your skin

i've been like this

for all my life

fly me to the moon

right after the school

i'll be there for you

with a knife in my hand