Letra de The origamists ii

My eyes augment the pleasure of our colliding skin
Sliding through you
Plotting your own death on that denim couch
that I found hideous to help the public realize
that you´re some kind genius
I´ve got to hand it to you
those paintings aren´t that great
Hey
I´m no Buddy Rich and you ain´t Monet
I like your body
I think it´s sexy
I want to make origami
All you want to do is make stains on a canvas with paint
Let´s compromise and play shadow charades