There's a heart in the states that beats for your embrace
Just to be in the grace of your negative space
I tell it not to be so damn naive but when my brain agrees,
Oh, you better believe
It's not lust
It's need
When I try to swallow the feeling devours me
It's not lust
It's need
There's no heart in my place
I have no breathing space
Took the flower from the vase, left the vase in case
I will catch my breath along with your caress
I'll wear that yellow dress 'til there's nothing left
I don't care if I'm alone
Your shadow don't haunt me no more
You were the calm before my storm
You will be forever more
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