I'm not Lisa
baited breath
under mistletoe meth
faux paw for the kiss of death
nature stalks its prey
pray for judgment day
your scent right where you lay
legs spread
licking a mirage bed
starving obsession not fed
long time ago
brava recital kudos aglow
the lion queens know
what was it all for
so you could roar
triangle prints on the floor
I'm her soul mate
married for years to date
singer of behind the veil fate
Copyright Sage Sweetwater
