Stryder Intoxicated
Can you feel me breathing on your skin?
Whisper on your neck.
Can you feel it rolling from your chin right down to your breasts?
Can you feel my eyelashes begin to open on your cheeks,
Can you feel me staring cause I'm staring,
my heart's about to leak,
But you're asleep
You don't feel a thing
I speak
You don't hear a thing
Intoxicated and fast asleep up on a rooftop above the street,
And I wish that you would come down here with me...
