The way she moves Strikes a never I never knew existed I nascent form – But something more I wouldn’t stand a chance if I resisted
I feel what I’ve come up against is all within Something’s gotta give Do I turn the other cheek or take it on the chin Something’s gotta give I slip and slide and try to balance on a pin Something’s gotta give Pushing back against the will to win again Something’s gotta give
The way she looks as me Turns a secret thought into confession A painted face – All out the place She reads my mind by watching my expression
I feel what I’ve come up against is all within Something’s gotta give Do I turn the other cheek or take it on the chin Something’s gotta give I slip and slide and try to balance on a pin Something’s gotta give Pushing back against the will to sin again Something’s gotta give
It’s time to take a bitter pill Makes me lose my sense of will A spark of life is landing in the dampness… The way she moves Strikes a never I never knew existed I nascent form – But something more I wouldn’t stand a chance if I resisted
I feel what I’ve come up against is all within Something’s gotta give Do I turn the other cheek or take it on the chin Something’s gotta give I slip and slide and try to balance on a pin Something’s gotta give Pushing back against the will to sin again Something’s gotta give
Compositor: William Sheehan (Sheehan Billy) ECAD: Obra #16813158