Fan hums on the ceiling
Mesmerizing spin
Sweat drips slow like honey
Sticky on my skin
Makes me so uneasy
Right down to the core
I swear I feel you peeking
Through the keyhole in my door
*Love is gonna let you in my room
Sweet Crusade, marmalade
Blue veins palpitating
Tempting fingertips
Whispers cross the threshold
Fallen from your lips
Warm light on the curtains
Red glow, grenadine
I smell your dirt and leather
Filter through my screen
*Love is gonna find you in my room
Sweet Crusade, marmalade
Ease me down
Take me down
I need you to hold me down until this fever breaks
*Chorus/end
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