| | Tarantula Perfume Lyrics Artist(Band):2*sweet
Hypnotic eyes Staring at you through the dead of night Take refuge in the trees And beg please Oh please just let me survive This is my kind of place Where creatures crawl under your skin And everywhere are claws like blades That cut you when your soul is saved Oh you would, wouldn't you Trade tour daggers in for tarantula perfume They could have come in use Through the next clearing lies your impending doom This is my kind of place Where creatures crawl under your skin And everywhere are claws like blades That cut you when your soul is saved Your soul is saved only if you say Call me the king of design With no specific plans in mind Step right up, step right up Test your luck, test your luck Dive right in, dive right in This sea of flesh is sink or swim You can call me the king of design With no specific plans in mind We're all a part of this traveling show We're all a part of this traveling show With nowhere to go We're all a part of this traveling show We're all a part of this traveling show With nowhere to go This is my kind of place Where creatures crawl under your skin And everywhere are claws like blades That cut you when your soul is saved If you find some error in Tarantula Perfume Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Tarantula Perfume The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "2*sweet" Music | |
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