The All-American Rejects

You don't have to move, you don't have to speak
Lips for biting.
You're staring me down, a glance makes me weak
Eyes for striking.
Now I'm twisted up when I'm twisted with you
Brush so lightly
And time trickles down, and I'm breathing for two
Squeeze so tightly.
I'll be fine, you'll be fine.
This moment seems so long
Don't waste now, precious time
We'll dance inside the song
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What makes the one to shake you down?
Each touch belongs to each new sound
Say now you want to shake me too
Move down to me, slip into you
She sinks in my mind as she sheds through her skin
Touch sight taste like fire
Hands do now what eyes no longer defend
Hands to fuel desire
I'll be fine, you'll be fine
This moment seems so long
Don't waste now, precious time
We'll dance inside the song
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