Without Me Asking

His masculine has created a comfortable space for my feminine to grow
With ease

Sit with me

Explore my being
Fuelled by curiosity
Prove that the cat wasn't killed by that alone because
There's nothing dangerous about my path of growth
Make my mind feel known
Make sense of every beat
My feet makes through my toes
As anxiety rolls around
And the knees start to bounce
Calm the instrumental by producing an intimate sound
Be the musician that every great artist has found

Reveal your heart so when I feel my own pound
My mind won't race and circle round
It'll have a home in your rhythm to finally slow down
Set a pace
Create tastes
That my mouth should've known
But because of paths walked
And hearts crossed
Its something that's never been shown
These flavours need their own palette
I volunteer my plate
You would never imagine how long I've been feeling this crave
One without a name
But once felt everything else feels sane
Add value to my name
Create a melody of my syllables through the tempo of your voice

One that can't be replicated
And will never feel like noise

Do this

Do this without me asking



Credits
Writer(s): Tisania Francis-smith
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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