Beat Us

Yesterday when you opened your eyes
In the morning, and you rushed my soul
Memories connect them all to her
Have I lost you again, possibly amidst forever
The strong winds have shaken me inside

When you touch me, I feel it
When you touch me, I feel you

You've become my addiction
My mental preoccupied obsession
To hear your voice I extend toward the sun
Eating makes me think of you
This city has become your face
Strangling myself in my silence

When you touch me, I feel it
When you touch me, (I feel you)
When you touch me, I feel it
When you touch me, (I feel you)

I feel it... I feel it... I feel it...

Have I lost you again, with the possibility of forever
The strong winds have shaken me inside
The sun barely giving of herself
I'm strangled in my aloneness, lockness
Lock this before it's gone
Winds have shaken me inside
The sun barely giving of herself
I'm strangled in my aloneness, lockness
Lock this before it's gone

The collaboration and association
Hear the story of another woman in time
Giving permission for buying a gift
For the bearer of the selfish
(when you touch me)

Yesterday when you opened your eyes
In the morning, and you rushed my soul
Memories connect them all to her
Eating makes me think of you
This city has become your face
Strangling myself in my silence

When you touch me, I feel it
When you touch me, (I feel you)
When you touch me, I feel it
When you touch me, (I feel you)

I feel it... when you touch me...

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