Paroles de Precious

Precious I feel precious Ways of the unknown true Bathing In your present I despise what isn't you Precious I feel precious Writhing in the way Dripping Onto slivers Screaming for screaming sake Precious I feel precious And so afraid Cracking Slowly cracking Under the neon ray Precious I feel precious Writhing in the way Dripping Onto slivers Screaming for screaming sake