Mortality
I am feeling kind of wasted
Fucked around, got attached to you
Baby, you are my oasis
You're so damn beautiful
I am Romeo, you are Juliet
Shakespearian love story, that's my trap
With the conscience of a husband
I'll die for the glory of your love
Do you feel beautiful while I touch your skin?
(Do you feel beautiful? Do you ever feel beautiful?)
Are you even real? Or my fantasy?
Elevating us, as we're almost Gods
Slowly miss the rush, of mortality as we've known
We don't spill no blood
We got ourselves to venerate
And darling, that's okay
I know when the lights are changing
It's our time to take His show
Oh baby, you are my December
I want to hold the fire
I am loving every second
Baby, dim the lights and make me yours
Feeling guilty like a prayer
Where do sinners go? Are we allowed?
Do you feel beautiful while I touch your skin?
This thing upon me (Do you ever feel beautiful?)
Like a flower and a feast (Do you ever feel beautiful?)
Believe me (Are you even real? Or my fantasy?)
Is not death and is not
Elevating us, as we're almost Gods
Slowly miss the rush, of mortality as we've known
Honey, we don't spill no blood
We got ourselves to venerate
And darling, that's okay
And darling, that's okay
And darling, that's okay
And darling, that's okay
And darling, that's okay
Fucked around, got attached to you
Baby, you are my oasis
You're so damn beautiful
I am Romeo, you are Juliet
Shakespearian love story, that's my trap
With the conscience of a husband
I'll die for the glory of your love
Do you feel beautiful while I touch your skin?
(Do you feel beautiful? Do you ever feel beautiful?)
Are you even real? Or my fantasy?
Elevating us, as we're almost Gods
Slowly miss the rush, of mortality as we've known
We don't spill no blood
We got ourselves to venerate
And darling, that's okay
I know when the lights are changing
It's our time to take His show
Oh baby, you are my December
I want to hold the fire
I am loving every second
Baby, dim the lights and make me yours
Feeling guilty like a prayer
Where do sinners go? Are we allowed?
Do you feel beautiful while I touch your skin?
This thing upon me (Do you ever feel beautiful?)
Like a flower and a feast (Do you ever feel beautiful?)
Believe me (Are you even real? Or my fantasy?)
Is not death and is not
Elevating us, as we're almost Gods
Slowly miss the rush, of mortality as we've known
Honey, we don't spill no blood
We got ourselves to venerate
And darling, that's okay
And darling, that's okay
And darling, that's okay
And darling, that's okay
And darling, that's okay
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Writer(s): Ignacio Gomez Cao
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