Aug 28, 2014
Loose
In the pit of my chest, I can feel it coming
Bubbling to the surface, giving way no warning
I can feel my fingers, running up and down the glass
In the back of my throat, tastes like fire mixed with ash
CHORUS
Things are getting loose
So let me tell the truth
Whenever I’m with you
I know what to do
You don’t have to say much, I can read your quiet
You could be with anyone but I have got it
Bet you see by my face, that it’s no ordinary night
Dipped in ink and instinct, I know exactly what you’ll like
CHORUS
Underneath the cloak of night, with our lips both stained with red wine
Heaven only knows how far we’d go,
Not the type to wear a dress, but tonight feels carnivorous
Watching all my rules go up in smoke
