Logic - Fire In The Booth (Freestyle) lyrics

Brown eyes that know you Furious long black hair In on some joke you won't admit But she's keeping you aware Tender smile, she's nervous She sees you looking too But only as she starts to want to Show it all to you And there's fire in her kiss And it all comes down to this With an aching That insists on bliss Pa**ionate embrace That look upon her face And there's fire in her kiss There's fire in her kiss Subtle, sweet and swirling The dance of giving eyes That tell you to come closer Though everybody tries To drink her lips like nectar On the mind of all that see And I'm only here to tell you Couldn't believe she was kissing me Fire in her kiss And it all comes down to this With an aching That insists on bliss Pa**ionate embrace That look up on her face And the fire in her kiss There's fire in her kiss Slow and wet and always moving Lazy circling caress Breathe each other in and out 'Til we are each other's breath Tasting in that feeling Connection in the yearn That sends both of us reeling As her lips begin to burn And there's fire in her kiss And it all comes down to this With an aching That insists on bliss Pa**ionate embrace That look upon her face There's fire in her kiss There's fire in her kiss