night sky
blood moon hang low
ice cold highball glass
absolut and worcestershire
swirl the ice cubes with your tongue
cold lips, numb mouth
add tobasco sauce
taste the moon
There is a blue bird in my heart that wants to get out. But I'm too clever, I only let him out at night sometimes.
night sky
blood moon hang low
ice cold highball glass
absolut and worcestershire
swirl the ice cubes with your tongue
cold lips, numb mouth
add tobasco sauce
taste the moon