fetišh

I'll be your fetish
I keep your heart alive
I leave it cold and spinning
I'll be your medic, I
I pulse behind my eyes
I keep it copacetic

You think I'm deadly
Then hand it over, hand it over
Convince yourself
Convince yourself of what you need to
Even if it's just not true

I keep it steady
My, my hands glued to your side
My body rocket ready
I'll make confession
A, an easy stride
A word you know already

You say I'm deadly, and
I'm fine, I'm fine with that
Convince yourself
Convince yourself of
What you need to
Even if it's just not true



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Fitchuk, Claire Chicha
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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