Je veux dans tes pantalons, Troussel.

 
 
picture
picture
picture
picture
picture
picture
picture
picture
picture
picture
picture

It's a war in your bedroom baby
I’d cut off my tongue for just a taste
of a piece of your flesh my darling
I've got no time to hesitate

The bathroom’s fogging up with
our heartbeats,sweat for me
I watch your nails scraping down
the back of my neck
I've got a burning in my chest -
its calling for your thighs
This is me and you,
you and me for the first time

I've been waiting you’ve been dreaming of everything I’m talking about

I've got a picture perfect memory
under the covers
I'll say exactly what you want to hear,
I’ll make you
scream
There's not a drop of your innocence
when you shiver

Don’t go love, stay all night, now you're mine

je veux dans tes pantalons, Troussel.