Aftertaste Songtext
von Avintaquin

You are my angel
With an elementary way of talking to me
And oh, where the time′s gone
Cause I'm a rudimentary brain that′s tryin' to compete

I keep a well torn picture in the back of my car
Forget to send it off to you back wherever you are
And maturity, mystery, and rickety tones
Just a blood red sofa and a boy all alone

Now sing
Love kinda wrecked my soul
I love your love but I hate the aftertaste
It's kinda just like a throat
But let′s be clear the thought will make me choke
Sing love, keep it up
Cover up, that′s enough
But God steal my oxygen
I love your love, but I hate the aftertaste of love


Delve in the fire
Because you know that love is just a figure of speech
And oh, Isabella
I pray for purity and pray he'll get on his knee

I keep a well torn picture in the back of my car
Forget to send it off to you back wherever you are
And maturity, mystery, and a rickety tone
Just a blood red sofa and a boy all alone

Now sing
Love kinda wrecked my soul
I love your love but I hate the aftertaste
It′s kinda just like a throat
But let's be clear the thought will make me choke
Sing love, keep it up
Cover up, that′s enough
But God steal my oxygen
I love your love, but I hate the aftertaste of love


But love kinda wrecked my soul
I love your love but I hate the aftertaste
It's kinda just like a throat
But let′s be clear the thought will make me choke
Sing love, keep it up
Cover up, that's enough
But God steal my oxygen
I love your love, but I hate the aftertaste of love

Sing of love
Hate the aftertaste