Lips

Licking your dry lips
One by one, tip
Of your tongue lays
Filthy layers

Alien words
Seem so much more
Closer and accurate
So simple to calculate

In one try
I need to pry
Open the sense
With no chance to pretend
Burning air as
Thoughts are there
Image, the scent
I slowly descent

Needing or wanting
Saying the same thing
Lay down your secrets
And name them a keeper

Needing or wanting
Never the same thing
I'll be the keeper
And you keep on speaking

In one try
I need to pry
Open the sense
With no chance to pretend
Burning air as
Thoughts are there
Image, the scent
I slowly descent



Credits
Writer(s): Romy Anna Madley Croft, Oliver David Sim, James Thomas Smith, David A. Lang
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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