Suede
Suede, you always felt like suede
There are days I feel your twin
Peekaboo, hiding underneath your skin
Jets, are revving, yes revving from a central source
And this has power over me, not because you feel
Or don't feel something for me
But because mass, so big
It can swallow swallow her whole star intact
Call me 'evil' call me 'tide is on your side'
Anything that you want
Anybody knows you can conjure anything
By the dark of the moon, boy
And if you keep your silence silencer on
You'll talk yourself right into a job
Out of a hole, into my bayou
I'm sure that you've been briefed
My absorption lines, they are frayed
And I fear, my fear is greater than my faith
But I walk, the missionary way
You always felt like suede, there are days I am your twin
Peekaboo, hiding underneath your skin
Jets, are revving, yes revving from an ether
Twist, call me 'evil', little sister
I guess I'd do the same, little sister, you'll forgive me one day