Death of Me
My emotions are swimming through the oceans
On the hunt for somethin' to eat
Feelin' kinda naughty, they circle 'round your body
So entranced by your heartbeat
They inch a little closer, creep a little lower
On the now that comes after three
If they move in for the slaughter, cloud up all the waters
I know, you'd be the death of me
You'd be the death of me
You'd be the death of me
I know it's juvenile, dream about your style
Your smile really brings on the heat
I'm just so preoccupied with being satisfied
My eyes practice being discrete
We could meet up in the lobby, treat it as a hobby
Down the hall, insert the key
In that itty-bitty room, I'd be lying in my tomb
I know, you'd be the death of me
You'd be the death of me
You'd be the death of me
I'm so damn thirsty but your love ain't free
Thank God my instinct's looking over me
There's something special 'bout the way that you move
I'd love to have you all to myself
But somehow, I know I would end up dead
There's no rhyme or reason for feelin' what I'm feelin'
No chance I could rinse and repeat
I'm just sizing up your love, the pain I'm thinkin' of
Is it worth something so damn sweet?
I could let myself surrender, become the great pretender
Deny my own decease
You look so beautiful at my empty funeral
You know, you were the death of me
You were the death of me
You were the death of me
You were the death of me
You were the death of me
You were the death of me
On the hunt for somethin' to eat
Feelin' kinda naughty, they circle 'round your body
So entranced by your heartbeat
They inch a little closer, creep a little lower
On the now that comes after three
If they move in for the slaughter, cloud up all the waters
I know, you'd be the death of me
You'd be the death of me
You'd be the death of me
I know it's juvenile, dream about your style
Your smile really brings on the heat
I'm just so preoccupied with being satisfied
My eyes practice being discrete
We could meet up in the lobby, treat it as a hobby
Down the hall, insert the key
In that itty-bitty room, I'd be lying in my tomb
I know, you'd be the death of me
You'd be the death of me
You'd be the death of me
I'm so damn thirsty but your love ain't free
Thank God my instinct's looking over me
There's something special 'bout the way that you move
I'd love to have you all to myself
But somehow, I know I would end up dead
There's no rhyme or reason for feelin' what I'm feelin'
No chance I could rinse and repeat
I'm just sizing up your love, the pain I'm thinkin' of
Is it worth something so damn sweet?
I could let myself surrender, become the great pretender
Deny my own decease
You look so beautiful at my empty funeral
You know, you were the death of me
You were the death of me
You were the death of me
You were the death of me
You were the death of me
You were the death of me
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Writer(s): Brandon Jenner
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