Abney Park - She lyrics
[Abney Park - She lyrics]
She has always watched over me
She takes good care of me
She is such an integral part of me
That I forgot who I was
And I forgot she was there for me
We have traveled this world for years
We have consoled each other's fears
We dried each other's tears
Yet always in doubt, and never in doubt
Of we with a fever, with a passion
When in anger or with compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she's screaming or when she's lustful
With a fever, with a passion
When in anger or in compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she's screaming and when she's lustful
With a fever, with a passion
When in anger or with compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she's screaming and when she's lustful
She has always been there for me
She takes good care of me
She is such an integral part of me
That I forgot who I was
And I forgot she was there for me
We have traveled this world for years
We have consoled each other's fears
We dried each other's tears
Yet always in doubt, and never in doubt
Of we with a fever, with a passion
When in anger or with compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she's screaming or when she's lustful
With a fever, with a passion
When in anger or in compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she's screaming and when she's lustful
She takes good care of me
She is such an integral part of me
That I forgot who I was
And I forgot she was there for me
We have traveled this world for years
We have consoled each other's fears
We dried each other's tears
Yet always in doubt, and never in doubt
Of we with a fever, with a passion
When in anger or with compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she's screaming or when she's lustful
With a fever, with a passion
When in anger or in compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she's screaming and when she's lustful
With a fever, with a passion
When in anger or with compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she's screaming and when she's lustful
She has always been there for me
She takes good care of me
She is such an integral part of me
That I forgot who I was
And I forgot she was there for me
We have traveled this world for years
We have consoled each other's fears
We dried each other's tears
Yet always in doubt, and never in doubt
Of we with a fever, with a passion
When in anger or with compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she's screaming or when she's lustful
With a fever, with a passion
When in anger or in compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she's screaming and when she's lustful