I’ve only caught scents around you, I imagine dreams coming thru, far away
Get up offa that thing
My head nestled into your chest, my happiness embrace you, nature claim us
And shake till you feel better
And scream for you, and all worlds shake thru, your heart reach my begging
Get up offa that thing
Not a clue, how or who, your scent in air, left, love, hint of leather somewhere
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