Letra

I'm caught in excitement An unusual spell It's pure in a sense And abstract from our lives And we talked a lot, Abstraction came into focus Her tales of the tour And a hardcore life Were unmatched by the Pop sub-culture in mine And we talked a lot And soon it would come into focus (I tried to focus, I tried to focus! woah!) There's no time for fighting Any sex is personal Information not appealing To me in any sense at all Is it wrong to think I'm a traditional man? I'd hope I'd be up For an annexation of that Yea, a part of me Can deal with this open relations But concept to do Is like yes to a goal It's unclear how it happens Maybe we'll act how we planned it We sure talked a lot And soon it came into focus (I tried to focus, I tried to focus! woah!) There's no time for fighting Any sex is personal Keep your head above the meaning And devotion doesn't swell Any sexual encounter Adds an awful twisting touch It's like scamming in the 90's But getting used to this is hard There's no time for fighting Any sex is personal Keep your head above the meaning And devotion doesn't swell Any sexual encounter Adds an awful twisting touch, touch, touch, touch, touch It's like scamming in the 90's But getting used to this is hard
Writer(s): Todd Beachle, Joel Petersen, Clark Baechle, Jacob Thiele Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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