i'm sweating, obsessing, and nothing seems to get me felling right
the spots are confessing:
they appear to send me straight to bed
just stop it
try silence
it sounds easy, but i wish it was
give me you hand, let me smell it
this step leads my mind to close to bed
the gates swing peacefully now
but they still touch me
maybe one day we can go back
when everything is slow
it's really true
i put my lips around glass
it's you and me tonight
it's something my lips never had
i want you too
lay next to me
