Oh, the motor in the back of your neck
Is begging and calling for s**
And the lizards are laying some monstrous eggs
In an entropic tropical mess.
While you're sleeping, I'm crawling,
I've crept to the edge of the bed
Where you've slept for a thousand nights alone
In a cavern you call home.
I'm here so let's do this.
Your hands on my legs,
You say the things I want to hear.
Let's please just keep touching.
I don't wanna think.
Please keep me from thinking.
I missed your name! Can I hear it again?
I missed your name! Can I hear it again?
While you were talking my eyes kept walking
Down the walkway of your neckline
So I didn't hear you begging. Can I hear it again?
So many dreams have left me tired, waking up and shaking on my own.
I ignored a ticking clock to call you and made a weapon of my phone.
Poor judgment and bankrupt morals!
A girl without a penny for her thoughts!
I guess I like you cheap.
I guess that conscience long since rot has sent me spiraling
So lost into the planet of your skin.
There's a fear that we will end that just won't let me begin.
And though I have no qualms with lust,
Your body is a howling, haunted petting zoo that I really shouldn't touch.
And as I'm walking out the door for good,
I turn around to look at you and you're...
You're already undressed!
If I draw near, do you disappear?
If I stay away, will you call my name?
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Properties Of Friction Lyrics

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