I drive alone down your street
Lying in bed with your shirt
Obsessed with myself
Just the two of us, finally

Late afternoon in Tom Rosé
Makes me want to drink
Another sip of you
Makes smoke to warm up

Look at me and stare
I am your prey
Swallow me and fit me
You can eat me
You can fu' me, ah
You can

Find me in everyone
Search, dissect me deeply
Tell me which love isn't confusing
Mined, insecure
Jealousy of a fateful second
Sacred profane love
Impure profane love, yeah, eh-eh

If we really go deep
To remind you that I wanted to face
All this confusing feeling
Mined, insecure
Like a shallow dive
Seeking something deep, yeah

Not that I'm insecure, but
You didn't even trust me, I
Tried to preserve the future in us
Back and forth in this distance
And the memories only affect more
Late afternoon in the sheets
I missed you without

Sitting on the bed, with my white shirt
Kiss me, scratch me, ask me to, ah
Ask me to do, to satisfy
Your pleasure in bed

Night fell, the room catches fire
And it's you who calls, and I won't deny that
After the fights, I desire you more, more
I want to hear you speak

Look at me and stare
I am your prey
Swallow me and fit me
You can eat me
You can fu' me, ah
You can fu' me, ah

Find me in everyone
Search, dissect me deeply
Tell me which love isn't confusing
Mined, insecure
Jealousy of a fateful second
Sacred profane love
Impure profane love, yeah

It's Mulú beats, 'tá

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