Eskimo Kiss.
Once, I met a girl.The strangest in the world.
She called my name
and it sounded like candy
even though i'm one of those
"bittersweet" kind of chicks
Something in her air
'Cos she didn't have no graces
made me think "Wow, she's for me"
I didn't deserve her
and I almost never will
but i know that I need her
like the skin on my feet
It hurts to move without her
like a blister on the soul
and one day its my goal
to see her pretty face again
i'm not in love, don't mistake my motives
sometimes i wish she lived in my world but...
she knows how to reach me
and she's never burned that bridge
i just think i love her
like a sweet eskimo kiss.
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