I should be sleeping but, I'm wide awake under your touch, And every inch your finger trails, Leaves dozens of goosebumps, And every inch your lips touch, Turn my heart into mush, And every heartbeat
I'm safekeeping some packages, With your name on it, They're all yours eventually, But, you deny any claim on it, With only one reason, you don't deserve it But, who are you to decide? Who are you to
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