Julie Julie Johny Ka Dil Tumpe Aaya Julie

Feel me How could I ever be Sugar-free Why is it you taste so sweet? Blessed to see I've got more of me to see Count your lies How could I ever be? I feel it in my eyes Maybe it's me Maybe it's hard for you to see With a girl like you, I could be On the edge of ecstasy I feel it in my eyes Maybe it's me Maybe it's hard for you to see With a girl like you, I could be On the edge of ecstasy How could I ever be Sugar-free Why is it you taste so sweet? Blessed to see I've got more of me to see Count your lies How could I ever be? I feel it in my eyes Maybe it's me Maybe it's hard for you to see With a girl like you, I could be On the edge of ecstasy

I was telling him, the other day that I will be the one to make her stay but Who's crying now on my shoulder? Who's crying now that I've told her? In a mile I can feel your legs I wish away the pain, it's red I'm draped in lead and heavy as a slug Drag the body under the rug Get out of my head Can't you tell that you're dead to me? Talk to me instead 'Til we go to bed Who's crying now on my shoulder? Who's crying now that I've told her? In a mile I can feel your legs I wish away the pain, it's red I'm draped in lead and heavy as a slug Drag the body under the rug Her lips are ruby and I forgot the thimble If I can help it She'll caress me in the sky But I can't entertain you And I can't help but escape you In a mile I can feel your legs I wish away the pain, it's red I'm draped in lead and heavy as a slug Drag the body under the rug

Pretty girl, reflection in the mirror Blue lips, bleached hair with a cold blooded stare Dust off the dirt, from her knees again Lochness works best, when she's unprepared She's crawling, through the streets There's blood on her feet Who will she meet? Pretty girl, reflection in the glass With her knees on the ground, trying so hard not to drown Dust off the dirt, from her knees again Lochness makes her, way back into town Cartwheels on the sidewalk I'm too tough, to blow my mind out I'm cuffed but I'm ready to go inside Pretty girl reflection in the mirror Blue lips, bleached hair with a cold blooded stare Dust off the dirt from her knees again Lochness works best, when she's unprepared She's crawling through the streets There's blood on her feet Who will she meet? Pretty girl reflection in the glass With her knees on the ground, trying so hard not to drown Dust off the dirt from her knees again Lochness makes her, way back into town Cartwheels on the sidewalk I'm too tough to blow my mind out I'm cuffed, but I'm ready to go inside