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the lustful little creature called she
I try to touch your breathe with my lips
Holding onto your heart
I want you to touch the curves of my hips
But you are tearing me apart
One more kiss just for the road
Come on, please don't go
If it's just lust then why am I breaking?
I need more memories of your soul
My hearts now turning to the color of coal
The silence is deafening
My cliched words are forming
Glaciers in my mind
I can fucking feel your stupid pulse
While you're sitting next to me
Do you think it's okay
To just sit there while
My ears are imploding
And hands are shaking
And every word you have ever said to me
Is making circles around
The oceans of silence that fill my mind
God damn it you're so beautiful
It isn't fair
Touch me touch me
T o u c h m e
Holding onto your heart
I want you to touch the curves of my hips
But you are tearing me apart
One more kiss just for the road
Come on, please don't go
If it's just lust then why am I breaking?
I need more memories of your soul
My hearts now turning to the color of coal
The silence is deafening
My cliched words are forming
Glaciers in my mind
I can fucking feel your stupid pulse
While you're sitting next to me
Do you think it's okay
To just sit there while
My ears are imploding
And hands are shaking
And every word you have ever said to me
Is making circles around
The oceans of silence that fill my mind
God damn it you're so beautiful
It isn't fair
Touch me touch me
T o u c h m e
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