Motions

Well, did you think that I would feel this way? I just don't think that your lips will ever taste the same And are you relevant, without a care? How do you sleep at night when tossing is endured by fear? Well, the plunge and the pain… Just like a sink, it's meant for drowning on another day Well, your legs, painted grey… It's like story blowing over on a rainy day When our lips meet we'll ignite this whole God fearing city When your lust dries up I still won't go away When our bodies meet we're acting via civil motion… But I doubt our frequency will ever be the same And with the motions she fakes, she counts the hearts that she breaks And screams "Trust me! Touch me! Trust me!” Lust... Please take my life, gouge my eyes Make your way into me Take my pride, Hands on thighs Suck me dry So put it simply, she's still lonely And I'll try to refrain from the lies that I make So put it simply, she’s still lonely And I'll try to refrain… Come on...