Thumping, thudding, we chase the rising beat of our hearts we want to grasp
And hold on tightly to our turn
I don't wanna care tonight, I don't wanna fight
You don't have to give me anything
Just put your sweet kiss, kiss on my lips now, baby
I was born in these slums and I'm willing to do everything and anything for the sake of livin'! I didn't have some fancy well-to-do upbringing like you did!
I see you swimming in your head
Through catalogs of what feels best
You'll pull apart the pages eventually.
