Some of Your Truth

You've got an army, under your tongue You're screaming over and over and over Ok, maybe I'm wrong Let's take a break And see how it goes Why don't we undress now? No, I'm not sure about this... Not sure about this... You've got and island Under your skin It looks so scary And frozen I wonder, if should I be in I think I'll stay here This beauty is sin Why don't we undress now? No, I'm not sure about this... Not sure about this...