letra de humping - pablo m.
tickles turn to wrestles, i’ll wrestle ’til i’m pinned
your body on top, i’m acting submissive
give it a minute to, bask in the glow of you
strike back, switch positions; now i’m over you
but i’m not over you, horizontal admirer
hear a knock at the door, but it’s blocked, locked, and we’re quieter
one had on your mouth and the other headed inside of your; (heavy breath)
it’s getting harder to keep the silence up
physical tension at all-time height;
tryna see it all fall in this bed by tonight
lines scratched in the walls from your nails;
like an inmate of love counting time in your cell
like i’m adam to your eve eating fruit to rebel;
like (what what) what’s a garden to some loving?
like (what what) what’s dry to a spell?
like (what what) what’s better than dry humping?
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