description About
She Likes Big Words
Deadsy
Well she comes from a land
Valencian winds
Deciduous daydream
Dressage 'round the bend
She's sometimes Miss Maybe
The mistress of when
A triptych of new touch
From heaven to men
She likes nice cars
Invincible trends
She bites the heads off
Her mutual friends
We dine at the table
She sits at the ends
She likes big words
And playing pretend
Come now dear boys
How, where to begin?
She's Ursula Major
Of the prism within
She's always in parties
She's plotting to win
Your sashes of New Ro
From psychic to sin
Let down your void
Your need to defend
So pseudo-mendacious
She's cruel in bed
You'd think she was precious
Something like you said
Cause she's got the secrets
In which fate depends.
She likes the boys
that meet her late by the glen