Take your crooked fingers. Chase them like a map around my ribs.
Perfect little creature swaying to the pulse inside my chest.
Come back down i don't want to wake up yet.
Fall back down wrestle my arms until I'm pined.
Every little whimper ever little bone can
break me like the ocean underneath your storm.
Heavy laboured breathing push all your wait against my ribs.
Tangled up in them tied to the skin and teeth and head.
Calm back down i don't want to loose you yet.
Pull me down if you see me gasp for air
Ever little whimper every little bone can
break me like the ocean underneath your storm.
And in the morning i will gone or settle down
if i could be the one you wanted not fuck around
like everyone else you wanted wanted.
Under the nite we all want to be someone, with someone else.
Sentimental people always say such silly little things.
Dancing with a memory always better then the real thing.
Leave me now i don't want to miss a step.
Throw me out if it hasn't happened yet.
Every little whimper every and little bone can
break me like the ocean underneath your storm.
And in the morning ill be gone or settle down.
If i could be the one you wanted not fuck around
like everyone else you wanted wanted.
Under the nite we only want to be someone someone else.
Under the nite we only want to be someone for someone
Under the nite we only want to be someone for someone
Under the nite we only want to be someone for someone.
Under the nite we only want to be someone for someone
Under the nite we only want to be someone for someone
Under the nite we only want to be someone for someone
Under the nite we only want to be someone for someone else
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