Breed
Just was a little bit
Lust was a little bit
Fit was a little bit
Luck was a little bit
Life was a little bit
Like was a little bit
Light was a little bit
Night was a little bit
Love was a little bit gone
Was a little bit wrong
Was a little bit strong
Was a little bit
Like was a little bit
Tripe was a little bit
Plight was a little bit
Fuck was a lot of it
She loves reasons
Why we should breed
Some need thresholds
To keep off their knees
She gets around
Just was a little bit
Lust was a little bit
Fit was a little bit
Luck was a little bit
Life was a little bit
Like was a little bit
Light was a little bit
Night was a little bit
Love was a little bit gone
Was a little bit wrong
Was a little bit strong
Was a little bit
Like was a little bit
Tripe was a little bit
Plight was a little bit
Fuck was a lot of it
She loves reasons
Why we should breed
Some need thresholds
To keep off their knees
She gets around
I wish you were an angel
You might have some better things
Like a clue for something
And probably some wings
For when you go all over
Giving yourself away to anybody
Procriação
Era só um pouquinho
Desejo era só um pouquinho
Forma era só um pouquinho
Sorte era só um pouquinho
Vida era só um pouquinho
Amor era só um pouquinho
Luz era só um pouquinho
Noite era só um pouquinho
Amor estava um pouco ausente
Estava um pouco errado
Estava um pouco forte
Era só um pouquinho
Amor era só um pouquinho
Bobeira era só um pouquinho
Dificuldade era só um pouquinho
Caralho era um monte disso
Ela ama razões
Por que deveríamos procriar
Alguns precisam de limites
Pra não ficarem de joelhos
Ela se envolve com todo mundo
Era só um pouquinho
Desejo era só um pouquinho
Forma era só um pouquinho
Sorte era só um pouquinho
Vida era só um pouquinho
Amor era só um pouquinho
Luz era só um pouquinho
Noite era só um pouquinho
Amor estava um pouco ausente
Estava um pouco errado
Estava um pouco forte
Era só um pouquinho
Amor era só um pouquinho
Bobeira era só um pouquinho
Dificuldade era só um pouquinho
Caralho era um monte disso
Ela ama razões
Por que deveríamos procriar
Alguns precisam de limites
Pra não ficarem de joelhos
Ela se envolve com todo mundo
Eu queria que você fosse um anjo
Você poderia ter coisas melhores
Como uma pista de algo
E provavelmente algumas asas
Pra quando você sair por aí
Se entregando pra qualquer um