Lyrics

Eyes fixed on my phone I got no plans, but won't wait Your hands placed on my throat Seems we always meet this way Tear into me tell me all of your Weird fantasies, I'll be gnawing your Ear while you see just how it feels To lose your place Don't be hanging Around here no more Can't be pacing On uneven floor You're almost Your own ghost You're almost A ghost
Writer(s): Justin Casey, Joseph Owens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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