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Making love with someone else
Waking up with him
Lying next to me isn’t the same as being with you
It’s not that it’s bad
Not at all
But he’s still got some growing up to do, he’s almost a kid
White like him, me, you
Without that fire you carry in your chest
Fragility trembles
Nothing compared to my favorite wickedness
Without your nails scratching my back
Without your hands squeezing me, everything changes
Without your tongue poisoning my throat
Without your teeth that torture and sweeten, I feel nothing

Making love with someone else, no, no, no
It’s not the same thing
There are no pink stars
No body’s pores dripping
Ambrosia splashed with 'I love you'
Making love with someone else, no, no, no
It’s like doing nothing
There’s no fire in the gaze
Missing giving your soul in every kiss
And feeling like you can reach the sky

I tried to forget you with him
I tried to get back at all your infidelities
And it went so wrong
I even struggle to breathe the same air as him
That beard scraped like a file
And your twisted smile
Is the best thing I have in me

Making love with someone else, no, no, no
It’s not the same thing
There are no pink stars
No body’s pores dripping
Ambrosia splashed with 'I love you'
Making love with someone else, no, no, no
It’s like doing nothing
There’s no fire in the gaze
Missing giving your soul in every kiss
And feeling like you can reach the sky