How hard it is to split the bed in two
There's a pressure coming close that tells me
that I kiss her, that I try
The cloud that bothers you is huge and it won't take long to rain
If something has to die, babe, please let it be the clock
that they don't touch me?
You, the one I need the most
I so want that your scent
with my skin and your skin
to have you, to devour you
If you knew how I keep checking my phone
If something mustn't die, babe, please let it be love
that they don't touch me?
You, the one I need the most