Buta-yeah-yeahButa-yeah-yeahButa-yeah-yeahSeeing visions on the ceilingDrunken kisses, heavy breathingYou're up against the wallShe's unbuttoning your jeansand you tell her that you want it allShe loves you all night, makes you breakfastNot just sex, it's a real connectionAnd out of love, we'd fallAnd it makes me wanna screamwhy I'm making up this shit at allI'm paranoid there's something I don't knowGot my demons creepin' on the lowBut I don't even hear them anymoreThe way we'rе making love, you leave with mе no doubtThe way you're biting on the corner of my mouthYou take the psycho out of my brain, yeahAnd leave me with no doubtAnd I can see it in your eyes when you slow downYou take the psycho out of my brain, yeahLeave me with no doubtButa-yeah-yeahButa-yeah-yeahButa-yeah-yeahMy head is racin', plead your innocenceYou're not guilty, I'm hyper vigilantI'm getting bad again'Cause when shit is gettin' good, I just spiral into bad againImagination has gone belligerentSeeing red flags that don't even existAnd that's the head I'm in'Cause when shit is gettin' goodI just worry 'bout the bad againI'm paranoid there's something I don't knowGot my demons creepin' on the lowBut I don't even hear them anymoreThe way we're making love, you leave with me no doubtThe way you're biting on the corner of my mouthYou take the psycho out of my brain, yeahAnd leave me with no doubtAnd I can see it in your eyes when you slow downYou take the psycho out of my brain, yeahLeave me with no doubt(Bésame, aye, besa-bésame) Buta-yeah-yeah(Bésame aye, besa-bésame) Buta-yeah-yeah(La cintura, tócame pa' que no sientalos celos que estoy sintiendo) Buta-yeah-yeahOh, I'm going outta my mind, I (Bésame, aye, besa-bésame)Outta my mind, I (Bésame, aye, besa-bésame)I'm going outta my mind (La cintura, tócamepa' que no sienta los celos que estoy sintiendo)Oh, the way we're making love, you leave with me no doubtThe way you're biting on the corner of my mouthYou take the psycho out of my brain, yeahAnd leave me with no doubtAnd I can see it in your eyes when you slow downYou take the psycho out of my brain, yeahLeave me with no doubt
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Seeing visions on the ceiling
Drunken kisses, heavy breathing
You're up against the wall
She's unbuttoning your jeans
and you tell her that you want it all
She loves you all night, makes you breakfast
Not just sex, it's a real connection
And out of love, we'd fall
And it makes me wanna scream
why I'm making up this shit at all
I'm paranoid there's something I don't know
Got my demons creepin' on the low
But I don't even hear them anymore
The way we'rе making love, you leave with mе no doubt
The way you're biting on the corner of my mouth
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
And leave me with no doubt
And I can see it in your eyes when you slow down
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
Leave me with no doubt
Buta-yeah-yeah
Buta-yeah-yeah
Buta-yeah-yeah
My head is racin', plead your innocence
You're not guilty, I'm hyper vigilant
I'm getting bad again
'Cause when shit is gettin' good, I just spiral into bad again
Imagination has gone belligerent
Seeing red flags that don't even exist
And that's the head I'm in
'Cause when shit is gettin' good
I just worry 'bout the bad again
I'm paranoid there's something I don't know
Got my demons creepin' on the low
But I don't even hear them anymore
The way we're making love, you leave with me no doubt
The way you're biting on the corner of my mouth
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
And leave me with no doubt
And I can see it in your eyes when you slow down
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
Leave me with no doubt
(Bésame, aye, besa-bésame) Buta-yeah-yeah
(Bésame aye, besa-bésame) Buta-yeah-yeah
(La cintura, tócame pa' que no sienta
los celos que estoy sintiendo) Buta-yeah-yeah
Oh, I'm going outta my mind, I (Bésame, aye, besa-bésame)
Outta my mind, I (Bésame, aye, besa-bésame)
I'm going outta my mind (La cintura, tócame
pa' que no sienta los celos que estoy sintiendo)
Oh, the way we're making love, you leave with me no doubt
The way you're biting on the corner of my mouth
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
And leave me with no doubt
And I can see it in your eyes when you slow down
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
Leave me with no doubt
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