suede you always felt like suede
there are days i feel your twin
peekaboo hiding underneath your skin
jets are revving yes revving
and this has power over me not because
you feel something
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 side 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