I don’t know your favorite season
(grab me, please)
I don’t know the things you tell yourself so you can sleep at night
(kiss me hard)
I don’t know your middle name
(slow it down)
Or your last name
(quicken the pace)
You’re a quick fix to a growing problem
(addicted to your taste)
And your body
(rising intensity)
Next to mine
(relieve the pressure)
Is all I really need to know about you.
(tense and release)
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 11:39 PM UTC
I don’t know your favorite season
(grab me, please)
I don’t know the things you tell yourself so you can sleep at night
(kiss me hard)
I don’t know your middle name
(slow it down)
Or your last name
(quicken the pace)
You’re a quick fix to a growing problem
(addicted to your taste)
And your body
(rising intensity)
Next to mine
(relieve the pressure)
Is all I really need to know about you.
(tense and release)
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