Ivy Songtext
von Late 90s

Cast your words on me
As I stumble through the weeds
Legs like vines, lips close to mine
As I try to leave

White lies
Seem to
Split me
In two
Wish they caught me
I′m so sorry

Your hands sinking like sickness
You taste so sweet like honey
Ivy on my skin
That I can't help, no I have to itch
I′m see through
I need you


Cast your words on me
As I stumble through the weeds
Legs like vines, lips on mine
I won't leave

White lies
Seem to
Split me
In two
Wish they caught me
I'm not sorry

Your hands sinking like sickness
You taste so sweet like honey
Ivy on my skin that I can′t help, no I have to itch
I′m see through
I need you

Your nails in my skin
I'm wrapped around your finger
Like a ceiling fan
I just spin


Your hands sinking like sickness
You taste so sweet like honey
Ivy on my skin
That I can′t help, no I have to itch
I'm see through
I need you