Early Morning Feelings

Go ahead and ignore me, that’s my fetish
Call me a Leo ‘cause I’m so selfish

Tired of being nonchalant, sick of taking it slow
Hate downing Gordon’s three nights in a row

Face like a temple, heart like a warzone
Why don’t you wanna bone no more?

Sitting in the whirlpool, watching you on the grid
I miss catching a glimpse of us in Madrid

Used to feel the heat, now I crave for a blanket
You can’t wait to put us in the casket

Should I say goodbye, or keep feeling small
Didn’t I tell you I’m a masochist after all?

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