Let the long hand slip
watch it drip right down the neck
nothing more than a tooth wet
and the miss still in straps
with her cold sweat

Unpacking the garment
the first strikes soft
but the next is alarming
she's gone from out under
I reach for my stirrup
such a striking young hunter

and i hunt her
in the gold heat haze
bowed down on both blades
I see her sprint with a quick skip
she tears out the belt
and she fashions a whip

and I wanted, just to leave her
with her stories, her smell and her name
but she's simply got me caught up in it
lost in the game, and now time to win it, babe

she's simply got me caught up in it
lost in the game, and now time to win it, babe

and as it spills out
cold on the cover
I imagine every second
with you as my lover
I'm up in the tree now
and as I'm above her
using every second
thinking you as my lover

I'm up in the tree now
and as I'm above her

she's simply got me caught up in it
lost in the game, and now time to win it, babe


Lyrics submitted by anausteregentleman

Japanese Machines song meanings
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