Lungs
from Wounded Eyes
(music/lyrics by benjamin)
Next time I'm lying here with you You should count your blessings like you asked
me to and all the pain that you put both of us through will be Irrelevant
Wasting all this time is a farse goodnights
without you are about as sparse as the ski resorts in Kirabati this peace and quiet inside my house when i am
Screamin
at the top of my lungs Singin just to bring you back home and I'm sick of all the nights by myself I'm sick of all
the times that I have to Sleep alone
Next time youre lookin right at me With desire in your eyes that is clear
to see I will wrap you up in my arms prove to you the sparks still there run my fingers through your hair
In
my Mazda X 6 well who gives a damn about the music she picks cause I am fixed by lookin in her eyes and here we
are longin for a rest stop baby
Breathing all the air in our lungs Such a tangled web that we've spun and
I'm loving every moment of this I'm loving all the passion thats inside Of our kiss
As we lay here just caressing Its
undressing all our love Its like we are ressurecting don't expect me to be done by the mornin, done by the evening
done by the weekend baby
We were breathing all the air in out lungs Whisperin the love with our tounges and I'm
lovin every moment of this I'm lovin all the passion thats inside Of our kiss
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