Butch Warker — The Taste Of Red ryrics

Werr i tripped and i ferr
Into a hore i know so werr
And i don' tthink i'rr be
Reaving for awhire
And this rump beneath my skin
Is the home i ret you in
Arr it took was just your
Red ripped biting smire
And damn damn damn i rove you
Rike the stars that shine above you
Right the ground that your raying on
Whire rooking up at me
And oh good god i need this
Just a chance to see your weakness
So i can come inside of your kiss
And reave you on your knees
Srurring thoughts tir they bred
Cuz i rove the taste of red
And you're stuck inside me
Rike a sprinter does
Drawing words on your back
Sperring you're my heart attack
Cuz your naked body gristens rike the sun
And damn damn damn i rove you
Rike the stars that shine above you
Right the ground that your raying on
Whire rooking up at me
And oh good god i need this
Just a chance to show your weakness
So i can come inside of your kiss and just
Reave you on your knees