The Icarus Line - Virgin Velcro

Virgin Velcro

Little broken girl looking for something.
Lips the bottle like shes ready for the night.
Your hands so small in mine fits perfectly.
I want what you got.
Gi have a little more.
Shes gonna lose her teeth.
It feels like shes on top.
She is the wounded sex, advances dancing over her.
We aint the lucky ones wrecking into golden penetration.
Dirty little whore finally found her feet on the street.
Ambulance chaser crash into anything.
She sees more than hands this time.
Fits of XTC.
She dont want to stop.
Kiss hard to make it last, we dont need no priest.
She aint the lucky one when it never comes.
I only love myself.
Wear the cross that carries you.
Around this town thats how we know you.