| I’m burning up in you
|
| And you burn slow, you do
|
| Into my ocean
|
| And we sailed through
|
| Your wind burning
|
| Like two sunken souls do
|
| Spilling into you, my love
|
| Will it take me to true love?
|
| Ooh, this stuff is there like lust
|
| Is spilling into you enough?
|
| Oh it rains, dark clouds
|
| Into my river for you
|
| Then it readies, it burns
|
| Until I fall into you
|
| We make it, we shape it
|
| Oh I find myself split in two
|
| Spilling into you, my love
|
| Will it take me to true love?
|
| Ooh, this stuff is there like lust
|
| Is spilling into you enough?
|
| Ooh, this stuff is there like lust
|
| Is spilling into you enough?
|
| Is spilling into you…
|
| Is spilling into you…
|
| I can’t find the words to save the day for you
|
| And I don’t really think that that’s my place for you
|
| Part the reason why the world weighs on you
|
| But I’m just happy that I knew I gained from you
|
| You would think the skin I’m in was made for you
|
| You tell me your truth and I’m a slave for you
|
| See me spill loosely lyrics and useless truthers, huh
|
| I see you perfect, I see me flawed, don’t mix my words
|
| Misdirect, reflects, I consider my ego’s worthless
|
| If everything I give is only based upon your worth
|
| I would tell you everything I needed to confess
|
| (If you) Think about me more the world could think about me less
|
| (If I) Never said these words, forever lost in my regrets
|
| Spilling deeper in these notions, oceans decorate your flesh |