Wrong Blood - Joakim

Once upon a time I helped my self, an infant wrong

Then I tried again, and know I think I like it strong

When you do it to me with your amazingly soft tongue

I feel like a filthy singer reaching heaven’s door

On a winter night, I saw you glowing in the dark

You came with your make-up, and you showed you how it goes

Seems that I’m addicted to your skins and to your toes

You’re sexual mystery, i dont want a real one

Im never going home