Skinissues Re-Member
- 2016
- Passing on, let me go, you make me feel so alone. You put me inside a trap; credit cards, shopping bags. You put me in darker light, shadows I turn off the lights.
- 1 min, 37 sec
- It's how you make me feel the night, silver blades, body type. Passion like you saw me in rhythm and in death, there's no conversation if you're choosing up like that.
- There's no inspiration when I call to call me back.
Girl I want you now, don't do me like that. I try to lock it down, I tether. Call you by darker names forever. I want it, so I take it. You cut through me, I can take it so I take it.