"Soft" lyrics

"Soft"

I used to see you every day
I used to see you every day
I danced around your folk and soul
I danced to all your fucking soul

I left you with your nose a-bleeding
And your toes a-creeping around
Ah, so mundane and incomplete
Hand my down my pants
And get me off this street

I'm passed out in your garden
I'm in, I can't get off
Soft
So I'd pop myself in your body
I'd come into your party, but I'm soft

Behind the fringe of a whiskey high
Mutilating cat-like eyes
And in your nose blood, decadence
You try to drag me into your bohemian dancing
Ah, you paint my fingers and you paint my toes
You let your perfect nipple show

I'm passed out in your garden
I'm in, I can't get off
Soft
So I'd pop myself in your body
I'd come into your party, but
I'm soft, but
I'm soft

I'm passed out in your garden
I'm in, I can't get off
I'm so soft
I'd pop myself in your body
I'd come all over your party
But I'm soft

I'm passed out in your garden
I'm in, I can't get off
I'm so soft
I'd pop myself in your body
I'd come all over your party
But I'm soft


Thanks to bulletproof_cupid_03 for adding these lyrics.
Thanks to iriszero11 for correcting these lyrics.
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