Fangs
FRANK CARTER & THE RATTLESNAKES · Blossom 2015 · Track 03 of 10
Sway your hips from side to side Your golden legs they hypnotize I am driven mad with lust And I know your mouth ain't one to trust But I can't help but want to feel Your teeth against my skin If you got fangs then sink'em in
There you stand, all dressed in black With you hood pulled up Ready for attack As pale as a winter moon And I'm locked into your heart shaped tomb
They way you move is so divine It's sending shivers through my spine And I am locked into your gaze And you are locked in mine
But I can't help but want to feel Your teeth against my skin If you got fangs them sink'em in
And while the cobras dance Around your feet like you're a god It only takes one bite for you to realize you are not
And while the cobras dance Around your feet like you're a god It only takes one bite for you to realize you are not
But I can't help but want to feel Your teeth against my skin If you got fangs them sink'em in
But I can't help but want to feel Your teeth against my skin If you got fangs them sink'em in