think of all the love that you would lose




hot beat, cold sweat. thoughts slippin under
cant fight, no threat cause theres just no use
one look no hesitation, Im slippin into you
forgive these eyes, these lips are chasin
no time to waste on an invitation
my shame, my self control has suffered enough
and everybody wants to be loved



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