Peaks کے بول

The cap is off The night is young White and young A tongue becomes a taster Her cap is hot She's not a prepubescent Effervescent, hell-sent Foot girl The cap is off And the rain has begun The black is see-through And so are all the words The stubble is soft Yes, and I'm a feeler We are all off into Weirdom The cap is all I wanted But is not what I got Instead it's red and all spotty But nobody Someone is here alone Someone is not afraid Someone is here who needs to get laid But I want to hear some more of what I heard before 'Cause that is what I'm here for And now my tongue is sore Let go now The cap is all I wanted But that small body's gone, dead Instead, it's red and all spotty And still nobody