Primitive Heart کے بول

Though the soul must convey Some waters to dilute He is literal death When he gets alcohol My solar flare of love Soul psyche instincts Dialecticts Sneek and cop Seek and show Lover must have a man To please or make you mad Missed your clean lonely heart Spill things fresh as sugar Midnight he sing blue Come see you Oh, what woman can sing without loving the primitive heart? Though the soul must convey Some waters to dilute He is literal death Burning as alcohol My solar flare of love Soul psyche instincts Dialecticts Sneek and cop Seek and show Lover must have a man To please or make you mad Missed your clean lonely heart Spill things fresh as sugar Midnight he sing blue Come see you Oh, what woman can sing without loving the primitive heart? Heart, heart, loving the primitive heart Sky, sky, clouding the surface of sky