sheer enough
so I can't think
about how I could
be on the wrong side
leave out, all the things I wanna say
cause you make me feel over familiar
maybe it's wrong to decide
what should be demonized
repent, our flesh was never innocent
your thighs make me feel over familiar
sheer enough
so I can't think
speak of all the things I'd lay down
just so, I could plead my innocence
as you let me get over familiar
maybe it's wrong to decide
what should be demonized
repent, our flesh was never meant for this
yet still makes me feel over familiar
I've never not felt
like things should
have gone further
breathing you in
can't imagine
me harder
hands on your chest
there's some weight
to believe in
right on the cusp
of a moment
I'd live in
maybe it's wrong to decide
what should be demonized
repent, our flesh was never innocent
your thighs make me feel over familiar