| Oh, the motor in the back of your neck
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| Is begging and calling for sex
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| And the lizards are laying some monstrous eggs
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| In an entropic tropical mess
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| While you’re sleeping, I’m crawling
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| I’ve crept to the edge of the bed
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| Where you’ve slept for a thousand nights alone
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| In a cavern you call home
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| I’m here so let’s do this
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| Your hands on my legs
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| You say the things I want to hear
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| Let’s please just keep touching
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| I don’t wanna think
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| Please keep me from thinking
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| I missed your name! |
| Can I hear it again?
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| I missed your name! |
| Can I hear it again?
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| While you were talking my eyes kept walking
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| Down the walkway of your neckline
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| So I didn’t hear you begging. |
| Can I hear it again?
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| So many dreams have left me tired, waking up and shaking on my own
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| I ignored a ticking clock to call you and made a weapon of my phone
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| Poor judgment and bankrupt morals!
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| A girl without a penny for her thoughts!
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| I guess I like you cheap
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| I guess that conscience long since rot has sent me spiraling
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| So lost into the planet of your skin
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| There’s a fear that we will end that just won’t let me begin
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| And though I have no qualms with lust
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| Your body is a howling, haunted petting zoo that I really shouldn’t touch
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| And as I’m walking out the door for good
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| I turn around to look at you and you’re…
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| You’re already undressed!
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| If I draw near, do you disappear?
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| If I stay away, will you call my name? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Properties of Friction , by - A Lot Like Birds. Song from the album Conversation Piece, in the genre Пост-хардкор