chill me got the soul of a mimic
it's not quite right, you must be a cynic
sign of the wars is my grinning
come in to my time and see me
sock it to me, sock it to me, timid
chill me got the soul of a mimic
it's not quite right, you must be a cynic
sign of the wars is my grinning
come in to my time and see me
sock it to me, sock it to me, timid
Elizabeth Fraser
Elizabeth Fraser
when the world was filled with sorrow
you might have thought i was livin'
but i was all alone
when the world was filled with sorrow
you might have thought i was livin'
but i was all alone
the hardcore and the gentle
big time sensuality
oh, it made me
the hardcore and the gentle
big time sensuality
oh, it made me