Lust
Can you share with me just a little bit of freedom?
If it's gonna be here anyway
Another day's gonna be okay
Or at least it seems that way
But every once in a while
I cry myself to sleep at night
When I reminisce of the tears in your eyes
When you told me a little bit's too much
Wrap your fingers around my tongue
Pull the air from my lungs
Paint a picture of what we'll become
Corduroys and pretty girls
Khaki framed bouncing curls
Sadistic temptations of lust
Innocence and incense bearers
But you don't sell sex, no, you pawn power
The definition of dopamine, I'll shoot you by the hour
So, cut me a line of your rust before we fade to dust
You told me a little bit too much
Wrap your fingers around my tongue
Pull the air from my lungs
Paint a picture of what we'll become
And all I try is to ask for one reason why
This merry-go-round never ends
Why oh why? Why oh why can I not comprehend?
This addiction will surely be my end
You told me a little bit too much
Wrap your fingers around my tongue
Pull the air from my lungs
Paint a picture of what we'll become
If it's gonna be here anyway
Another day's gonna be okay
Or at least it seems that way
But every once in a while
I cry myself to sleep at night
When I reminisce of the tears in your eyes
When you told me a little bit's too much
Wrap your fingers around my tongue
Pull the air from my lungs
Paint a picture of what we'll become
Corduroys and pretty girls
Khaki framed bouncing curls
Sadistic temptations of lust
Innocence and incense bearers
But you don't sell sex, no, you pawn power
The definition of dopamine, I'll shoot you by the hour
So, cut me a line of your rust before we fade to dust
You told me a little bit too much
Wrap your fingers around my tongue
Pull the air from my lungs
Paint a picture of what we'll become
And all I try is to ask for one reason why
This merry-go-round never ends
Why oh why? Why oh why can I not comprehend?
This addiction will surely be my end
You told me a little bit too much
Wrap your fingers around my tongue
Pull the air from my lungs
Paint a picture of what we'll become
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Writer(s): Tym Blanchard
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