My Soft and Deep – The Matches – w/ lyrics

trick and spin it, spin again, my Surfer Rosa, all the while the world is whirling, the morning tilts closer, Your eyelids keep secrets, Your eyelids keep secrets, My soft and deep, while you sleep, no, no, secrets. Blowing bubbles with nicotine gum, kiss me below the seatbelt line, on the roof with a toothpick flag. Take your broken wings and learn to sigh. In the half-life of balloons, we will measure how our hair's grown, we lie curled like question marks, drifting off on pheromones. ...