Girl
I wanna **** you
In your glass house
As we skip rocks
slipping our tongues
into something more comfortable
something less cynical
than the effect
we have on ourselves
in a mirrored conversation
constantly
reflecting back
our insecure subconscious
So come on
let's get physical
Feel the frustration out
It's hijacking your
central nervous system
don't let it control
coax me to the back bedroom
and I'll show you how to ground yourself
Break glass
In case of emergency
We just need a release
Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 11:55 PM UTC
Girl
I wanna **** you
In your glass house
As we skip rocks
slipping our tongues
into something more comfortable
something less cynical
than the effect
we have on ourselves
in a mirrored conversation
constantly
reflecting back
our insecure subconscious
So come on
let's get physical
Feel the frustration out
It's hijacking your
central nervous system
don't let it control
coax me to the back bedroom
and I'll show you how to ground yourself
Break glass
In case of emergency
We just need a release
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