Lyrics

Oh baby when you're calling me, I couldn't help myself. I colored every inch of my skin, You drew the lines so well. Oh don't tell me it's not about freedom, no. Oh don't tell me it's not a good reason, no. Maybe when you followed me out I didn't know myself. Maybe I was hollow and proud but I saw the way you felt. Oh don't tell me it's not about freedom, no. Oh don't tell me it's not a good reason, no. Three, four, on the floor. I have never wanted more. Tell me what you need And I am gonna give it up. Three, four, on the floor. I have never wanted more. Tell me what you need and I ... So put your hands on me I want to hear you breathe. I wanna make you see That it tastes so sweet. So put your hands on me I wanna hear you breathe I wanna make you see That it tastes so sweet. Baby when you cover me up You see I lose myself. Soak it in. It's never enough. Don't wanna break this spell. Oh don't tell me it's not about freedom, no. Oh don't tell me it's not a good reason, no. Three, four, on the floor. I have never wanted more. Tell me what you need and I... So put your hands on me, I wanna hear you breathe. I wanna make you see That you taste so sweet. So put your hands on me. I wanna hear you breathe. I wanna make you see That you taste so sweet. So Please forgive me love For taking so long, For being so wrong. I know it hurt. So please forgive me For taking so long, For being so wrong. I know it hurt. So put your hands on me. I wanna hear you breathe. I wanna make you see That you taste so sweet. So put your hands on me. I wanna hear you breathe. I wanna make you see That you taste so sweet, That you taste so sweet.
Writer(s): Kyla Bowen La Grange Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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