I try not to reason with myself.
Should I'd be calling,
Calling for your help?
The question stands if there's somebody else
Or am I falling?
Falling far from help
Visions run and cross my scalp like insects in the night
The only thing to lose their way is the reason they're in fightin'
Repetition brakes the room I'm living in a hole
How does one remove the thoughts that dig a deeper hole?
I kiss you blush
Some kind of lust
I want to feel my head overthrown
I've got enough, it's in the touch
I kiss your knees and I try to be bold
I kiss you blush
Some kind of lust
I want to feel my head overthrown
I've got enough, it's in the touch
I kiss your knees and I try to be bold