Stay sharp when there's so much confusion And it's too difficult to harness But then I look at you Nimble and righteous Then I look at the floor We made a fine mess
My kiss, can you feel it yet In the back of your legs And on the nape of your neck
Are you a temple? Are you a temptress? That's too much of choice The possibilities are endless So wash away my sense Give me catharsis Remagnitize my moral compass
My kiss, can you feel it yet In the back of your legs And on the nape of your neck
Your touch, I can not regret I love the shape of your mouth And the back of your head
You're so marcaine Erotic and divine I gotta testify To how you purify
To me more that human You are more complex You're like a fallen angel Uses God is a hex
My kiss, can you feel it yet, In the back of your legs, And on the nape of your neck Well Your touch, I can not regret I love the shape of your mouth And the back of your head
You're so marcaine Erotic and divine I gotta testify To how you purify