Jasmine's taste grows deeper than the ocean or her dreams
|
For what it's worth
|
Jasmine's taste grows deeper than the ocean or her dreams
|
For what it's worth
|
|
Volatile she wants your fear
|
She's old, old before her years
|
|
Jasmine's taste conspires to dignify her harmful ways
|
For what that's worth
|
Jasmine's taste backfires if you refuse to play those games
|
For all they're worth
|
|
Insecure she feeds her thoughts and needs
|
With images and dreams
|
|
Take me up
|
Take me up to your heaven
|
And shower me with your light
|
Take me down
|
Take me down to your torment
|
Uncover me with your fire
|
|
Jasmine's taste can stretch beyond the depths of your desire
|
To your dismay
|
Jasmine's taste delights in all the intricate designs
|
of disarray
|
|
Take me up
|
Take me up to your heaven
|
And shower me with your light
|
Take me down
|
Take me down to your torment
|
Uncover me with your fire
|
|
Time will only push her strengths
|
To extraordinary lengths
|
She'll trade secure for misery
|
And innocence for ecstasy
|
She sees herself and cries
|
|
Take me up
|
Take me up to your heaven
|
And shower me with your light
|
Take me down
|
Take me down to your torment
|
Uncover me with your fire
|
|
(repeat)
|
|
-----------------
|
Jasmine's Taste
|
| Curt Smith |
