A Lot Like Birds - Properties Of Friction lyrics

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A Lot Like Birds - Properties Of Friction lyrics

Oh, the motor in the back of your neck Is begging and calling for s** And the lizards are laying some monstrous eggs In an entropic tropical mess. While you're sleeping, I'm crawling, I've crept to the edge of the bed Where you've slept for a thousand nights alone In a cavern you call home. I'm here so let's do this. Your hands on my legs, You say the things I want to hear. Let's please just keep touching. I don't wanna think. Please keep me from thinking. I missed your name! Can I hear it again? I missed your name! Can I hear it again? While you were talking my eyes kept walking Down the walkway of your neckline So I didn't hear you begging. Can I hear it again? So many dreams have left me tired, waking up and shaking on my own. I ignored a ticking clock to call you and made a weapon of my phone. Poor judgment and bankrupt morals! A girl without a penny for her thoughts! I guess I like you cheap. I guess that conscience long since rot has sent me spiraling So lost into the planet of your skin. There's a fear that we will end that just won't let me begin. And though I have no qualms with lust, Your body is a howling, haunted petting zoo that I really shouldn't touch. And as I'm walking out the door for good, I turn around to look at you and you're... You're already undressed! If I draw near, do you disappear? If I stay away, will you call my name?