Atmosphere Woman With The Tattooed Hands Lyrics

(verse 1)I used to know this woman who had the most
beautifultattooes on the top sides of both of her handsshe was forty three years old and as far as I knowhad
never yet been with a manits not that she wasn't
attractive she was beatifulbut its the way that she
interactedshe was aggresively passive to the point where
shewould of intimidated any myth that ever tryed to cacth
iton the right hand she had a tattooe of a nude girlshe claimed it is what God resembledbut on the left she
had a mirrored image of the same femaleand this one she
explained looked like the devilI remember once watching
her touch her own b______how the tattooes smiled as they
stared down her stomachas if anticipating when
they'de be alive and caressedsweet flower that they
both seemed ta hung with (sweet flower)now maybe I was
high but it felt so rightheaven and hell both take till
this womans warmit didn't make sense how she
could-commencetouching herself with me wide awake in the
same roombut if I've learned anything in my years (my
years)I learned I no longer believe in surprise (in
surprise) but what happened next d___ near stold my
tearsthe tattooes came alive right in front of my eyesthey both slowly stood up and climbed off her handsand
showed me why she never took some time with a manthey
climbed deep inside of this woman's gardenshe closed
her eyes and she gently bit her bottom lipI stepped I left
and I don't regret leavingand I'd never forget
all the things I saw that eveninga glimpse of religion a
piece of coming closerto understanding more about what
intrigues me mostI didn't get turned on I just got
turnedI wasn't as aroused as I was concernedfor
each one of em I've hurtand every time I think
burnedI've got a lot to teach but even more to
learnso now I keep my eyes open hoping to take in all I
canabout women taking in all she canand for as long
as I breath I'de stay receting my memoryfor that
woman with the tattooed hands(chorus: repeat 5x till
song fades)There's good an evil in each individual
finddentifies needs and feeds I desireas long as we
keep our spirit inspiredshe can bite her bottom lip all
she wants