Tingling sensations oing through my


Tingling sensations oing through my ear

and your distinctive lips draws me near.

Vibrations going through me bed.

Is this love or lust instead?

Wake up early in the morning and i'll be here

up making coffee for you dear.

Youre hypnotizing an easy way in.

The seamless loop will never end.

The constant fights feel like artic rain.

But the after math

warms the pain.

Times up the bell has rung

But i'll be here to do it again.

To do it again.

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