كلمات Hedonistic

Everything about the pulse I'm begging for attention and a breeze You can bum a cigarette If you can guess the color of my sheets Pull me where you wanna go The bathroom, lock and shut the door Swear you’re sick and I'm a cure And sink your knees into the floor Like boom, b-boom Can you feel my hips? I know you do, d-do Can you feel the kick inside the room, r-room? I wouldn’t finish Nothing but lipstick It’s hedonistic Take a sip, cyanide Swimming in your dilated eyes (oh-oh) Know you wanna take it, tell me Got you now, we’re holdin’ up the line Pull me where you wanna go The alley, pressed against a door Please don't leave me wanting more Just come and push me overboard Like boom, b-boom Can you feel my hips? I know you do, d-do Can you feel the kick inside the room, r-room? I wouldn’t finish Nothing but lipstick It’s hedonistic