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Mala Ruckus - Sheets Lyrics



Mala Ruckus - Sheets Lyrics




Can't repeat this, rendered speechless, this particular shade
Egg white not quite right with scarlet red on a bed fresh made
Don't wanna think about it
Hasty renovations done entomb this room sun after sun
Counting breaths, counting beats
Never been so cold between two sheets

Upon inspection, cold reflection needs a warm embrace
Those red eyes are no surprise it's written on your face
Don't wanna think about it
Lose control run amuck, unload on your love like a pickup truck
Eyes wide shut, this can't phase me
Gun to my head saying love me baby

Close the curtain, calm you certain, preordained failed test
Blood pumping vessels, souls that wrestle, pound of your fair flesh
Don't wanna think about it
Shot out and pulled back in
Hostage to the threat of a breach of skin
Caught up in your oxygen
Dug deep, deep feet and await your kin

Blood pumping vessels, and souls that do wrestle, a pound of your fair flesh

Closing the curtain, will calm your nerves certain, just breath, calm your mind down, exhale
Blood pumping vessels, and souls that do wrestle, a pound of your fair flesh
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Can't repeat this, rendered speechless, this particular shade
Egg white not quite right with scarlet red on a bed fresh made
Don't wanna think about it
Hasty renovations done entomb this room sun after sun
Counting breaths, counting beats
Never been so cold between two sheets

Upon inspection, cold reflection needs a warm embrace
Those red eyes are no surprise it's written on your face
Don't wanna think about it
Lose control run amuck, unload on your love like a pickup truck
Eyes wide shut, this can't phase me
Gun to my head saying love me baby

Close the curtain, calm you certain, preordained failed test
Blood pumping vessels, souls that wrestle, pound of your fair flesh
Don't wanna think about it
Shot out and pulled back in
Hostage to the threat of a breach of skin
Caught up in your oxygen
Dug deep, deep feet and await your kin

Blood pumping vessels, and souls that do wrestle, a pound of your fair flesh

Closing the curtain, will calm your nerves certain, just breath, calm your mind down, exhale
Blood pumping vessels, and souls that do wrestle, a pound of your fair flesh
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Writer: Alex Montyro
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Mala Ruckus
Length: 4:41
Written by: Alex Montyro

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