Lyrics Exhale (Room 312) - The Beautiful Ones

Exhale (Room 312)

The smell of her perfume.
The way the light hits her face.
She’s coming my way.
She whispers my name.
Who am I to resist?
Feel her, touch her.
The taste of lust becomes her.
I’m powerless to her ways.
And she’s pulling me under.
Mouth to lips (we're going under).
Skin to skin (I can feel you).
I can see the pupils in her eyes.
Begin to grow.
Deeper, closer.
She’s a wet contraption.
She’s got a firm grip on me.
And she’s burning my world down.
I’m finding it harder.
Not to lose myself in her.
But she’s bringing me down.