୨᯽୧ ᚓ ᚓ ᚓ ᚓ ᚓ ᚓ ᚓ ᚓ ᚓ୨᯽୧
You're my discretional sin
I feel you on me when I touch my skin
You got me hooked and you're reeling me in
When I look in your eyes, I'm on the edge
You're on my mind like a song that I can't escape
I don't know how many da-da-dums I can take
I need to know if you're feeling, feeling the same
Is it too late?
But now it's hard to breathe
I'm not in love, it's just a game we do
I tell myself I'm not that into you
But I don't wanna sleep, it's quarter after three
ℬ.𝒞ℴ𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃𝓏
#𝓜𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓬
You're my discretional sin
I feel you on me when I touch my skin
You got me hooked and you're reeling me in
When I look in your eyes, I'm on the edge
You're on my mind like a song that I can't escape
I don't know how many da-da-dums I can take
I need to know if you're feeling, feeling the same
Is it too late?
But now it's hard to breathe
I'm not in love, it's just a game we do
I tell myself I'm not that into you
But I don't wanna sleep, it's quarter after three
ℬ.𝒞ℴ𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃𝓏
#𝓜𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓬