Paroles de Skin of the night

Like a moth she moves to the red light
Her blood warms and boils there
She skims the sweat like a new milk
As pops the buttons of her wet blouse

Oh queen of the night !
(all of her soft parts call to me)
Well she is deep inside !
(she could be mine...)
She is haunting me !

Oh queen of the night !
(all of her soft parts call to me)
Well she is deep inside !
(she could be mine...)
She is haunting me !

She digs her nails into her naked chest
Miles of veins fan out like a road map
She pulls back the skin to show her ribs
That twinkle like shooting stars

Oh queen of the night !
(all of her soft parts call to me)
Well she is deep inside !
(she could be mine...)
She is haunting me !

Oh queen of the night !
(all of her soft parts call to me)
Well she is deep inside !
(she could be mine...)
She is haunting me !

Oh queen of the night !
(all of her soft parts call to me)
Well she is deep inside !
(she could be mine...)
She is haunting me !

Oh queen of the night !
(all of her soft parts call to me)
Well she is deep inside !
(she could be mine...)
She is haunting me !

Oh queen of the night !
(all of her soft parts call to me)
Well she is deep inside !
(she could be mine...)
She is haunting me !

Oh queen of the night !
(all of her soft parts call to me)
Well she is deep inside !
(she could be mine...)
She is haunting me !

Oh queen of the night !
(all of her soft parts call to me)
Well she is deep inside !
(she could be mine...)
She is haunting me !

Oh queen of the night !
(all of her soft parts call to me)
Well she is deep inside !
(she could be mine...)
She is haunting me !