Prickly passion penetrates pretty epidermis
She keeps posturing her spine to receive this thistle and thorny embrace
She doesn't perceive the hostility with which it comes pressing so fervently into her flesh
She is obliviously loving, recklessly and relentlessly loving
She sacrificed herself with scarlet blood hugging
Her curves trickling to the desert sand mixed with the moisture of her passion
This love hurts so good. Grief, she wonders why she is suddenly weak
Wonders why she is punctured and paralyzed to the point of immobility
It seems she didn't recognize the sharp, didn't discern the blades
She was too confused and focused on the lush
She was looking past the damaging daggers
To the shade of smoothness on her lovers' stem
She kept reaching for the flowering bud
She kept seeking pedals and skin
So much so, that she made her body bend to every needle point that came pushing in
Silly woman didn't realize that cacti have no heart
Silly woman couldn't comprehend that her copious watering was unwanted
And not needed for this prickly plant to grow
Yet and still she loved it so
You're so sharp you pierce me
You're so sharp
You're prickly
You're so sharp you pierce me
You're so sharp
You're prickly
I see now that you are truly in need of pruning
I stand an unsutured woman hurting and wounded
No warning shots
Just thorn of thought bleeding profusely
No blood clots
I'm not saying that you used me but have you ever hugged a porcupine?
Have you ever pulled a quill from your spine?
I can read the warning signs loud a clear
The red is flashing stop, whenever you are near
I'm heading for the walls and barricades
Love cuts me deep just like a blade, like a blade
Andrea Vocab Sanderson - Prickly (feat LQ, Solis) Lyrics
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Prickly passion penetrates pretty epidermis
She keeps posturing her spine to receive this thistle and thorny embrace
She doesn't perceive the hostility with which it comes pressing so fervently into her flesh
She is obliviously loving, recklessly and relentlessly loving
She sacrificed herself with scarlet blood hugging
Her curves trickling to the desert sand mixed with the moisture of her passion
This love hurts so good. Grief, she wonders why she is suddenly weak
Wonders why she is punctured and paralyzed to the point of immobility
It seems she didn't recognize the sharp, didn't discern the blades
She was too confused and focused on the lush
She was looking past the damaging daggers
To the shade of smoothness on her lovers' stem
She kept reaching for the flowering bud
She kept seeking pedals and skin
So much so, that she made her body bend to every needle point that came pushing in
Silly woman didn't realize that cacti have no heart
Silly woman couldn't comprehend that her copious watering was unwanted
And not needed for this prickly plant to grow
Yet and still she loved it so
You're so sharp you pierce me
You're so sharp
You're prickly
You're so sharp you pierce me
You're so sharp
You're prickly
I see now that you are truly in need of pruning
I stand an unsutured woman hurting and wounded
No warning shots
Just thorn of thought bleeding profusely
No blood clots
I'm not saying that you used me but have you ever hugged a porcupine?
Have you ever pulled a quill from your spine?
I can read the warning signs loud a clear
The red is flashing stop, whenever you are near
I'm heading for the walls and barricades
Love cuts me deep just like a blade, like a blade
She keeps posturing her spine to receive this thistle and thorny embrace
She doesn't perceive the hostility with which it comes pressing so fervently into her flesh
She is obliviously loving, recklessly and relentlessly loving
She sacrificed herself with scarlet blood hugging
Her curves trickling to the desert sand mixed with the moisture of her passion
This love hurts so good. Grief, she wonders why she is suddenly weak
Wonders why she is punctured and paralyzed to the point of immobility
It seems she didn't recognize the sharp, didn't discern the blades
She was too confused and focused on the lush
She was looking past the damaging daggers
To the shade of smoothness on her lovers' stem
She kept reaching for the flowering bud
She kept seeking pedals and skin
So much so, that she made her body bend to every needle point that came pushing in
Silly woman didn't realize that cacti have no heart
Silly woman couldn't comprehend that her copious watering was unwanted
And not needed for this prickly plant to grow
Yet and still she loved it so
You're so sharp you pierce me
You're so sharp
You're prickly
You're so sharp you pierce me
You're so sharp
You're prickly
I see now that you are truly in need of pruning
I stand an unsutured woman hurting and wounded
No warning shots
Just thorn of thought bleeding profusely
No blood clots
I'm not saying that you used me but have you ever hugged a porcupine?
Have you ever pulled a quill from your spine?
I can read the warning signs loud a clear
The red is flashing stop, whenever you are near
I'm heading for the walls and barricades
Love cuts me deep just like a blade, like a blade
Writer: Andrea Sanderson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid