Candles

(альбом: Scarle†† Sage - 2013)

Lipstick on the letter that she sent me yesterday
Only three words in it and she sent it just to say
You know, electric night
Hands on the walls her legs in flight
Don't say a thing yeah we doing it right
Incense smoke, and things so tight
Yeah things so tight, you bet we're pretty
6 am and somehow its just me and you to have the city
We're all alone the way we want
I've heard it all before, baby, right now please just save your thoughts
Empty glass, broken heel
Hop in the bath and get so pure, I got something to soak in, heal
So blow out all the candles, even on the mantle
Let the smoke up in the air, we going to do it like, we going to do it like...
Let the smoke up in the air, we going to do it like

Blow out all the candles, blow out all the candles
You're too old to be so shy

Blow it out, smoke from mouth
Everything that we spoke about, it's going down
You know this shit, you notice it
You told me this
And every time I see you out, it's like you wanna party
And then I get you back into my crib you acting naughty
And I love that. show that side, girl show that
Turn over and show that side, we could do this shit outside
I don't care; my hands up high, your hands down low
Going so fast, all this time that past, and we still make this shit feel slow
I don't know how we do it, but we do it like we meant to
And I'm even considering leaving all the heart that I lent you
Cause I don't plan to leave, today or at night
But I wanna see you move so if blow out the candles then you better go hit that light

Blow out all the candles, blow out all the candles
You're too old to be so shy