Fortunes - Linen lyrics

f** this linen in the middle f** these sheets all in between I fill in, won’t hold too little Thin the space until we meet Fingers creep like thumbs can twiddle Like a twitch moving slow Situated in this cuddle Hearts just tick too fast to sleep A touch too much He’s so close though Try to prolong, limbs seem so long Oh so long, me lone, solo Now a stone’s thrown Light this null space Let me touch base, let these heat rays Set ablaze this fireplace If he move, I move and keep moving Like it’s an invite to, I scoop him in my spoon Beneath duvet, ‘neath doona, never remove me Leave arms including, leach on, cocooning Let’s hibernate a week f** this linen in the middle f** these sheets all in between I fill in, won’t hold too little Thin the space until we meet Fingers creep like thumbs can twiddle Like a twitch moving slow Situated in this cuddle Hearts just tick too fast to sleep In case life’s brief Fold him briefcase Hold him neck brace Turn time my pace Spread it lengthways f** that clock face Make it drop the tock, take seconds half-speed Let fifteen minutes stretch themselves to thirty But the double heartthrob, beat speeds burn new degrees BPS coupling, caressing, cuddling Bedding rests underneath f** this linen in the middle Way too much middle, too much middle f** the sheet between I’ll hold you ’til you’re three pillows in an upside down capital L One for the head Two’s to hug Three for the leg None for any other men One for the head Two’s to hug Three for the leg None for any other men One for the head Two’s to hug Three for the leg None for any other men One for the head Two’s to hug Three for the leg None for any other men None for any other men One for the head Two’s to hug Three for the leg None for any other men One for the head Two’s to hug Three for the leg