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Fiction, Friction Video (MV)




Performed By: Martin Storrow
Length: 3:50
Written by: Martin Storrow




Martin Storrow - Fiction, Friction Lyrics




It has been more than a year
I haven't made love with anyone
Fiction and friction appear
Drinking my imagination
I haven't cried over you
I realize how petty that sounds
But I can care for anyone
You are the one
I'd take you right here on the ground, yeah

Whoa
Ooh Ooh Ooh

Well I love the sugar of skin
I love the waste of a camisole
And all of the trouble we're in
Feeling you shake like the rainfall
I never lust over anyone, no
I wouldn't waste that much time
But I can dream of anyone
You are the one
Baby, you are the one
You are mine, all mine
You are mine, all mine

I never die over anyone
Mine, all mine

I'll be the word on your lips
I'll put my weight on your hips
We'll be the color of wine
In the deep summertime
And if it's good to be bad
I'll be the worst you've ever had
Oh, and I've got to tow the line
Baby, don't stop until you're
Mine all mine
Don't stop until you're
Don't stop until you're
Baby, don't stop until you're mine all mine
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It has been more than a year
I haven't made love with anyone
Fiction and friction appear
Drinking my imagination
I haven't cried over you
I realize how petty that sounds
But I can care for anyone
You are the one
I'd take you right here on the ground, yeah

Whoa
Ooh Ooh Ooh

Well I love the sugar of skin
I love the waste of a camisole
And all of the trouble we're in
Feeling you shake like the rainfall
I never lust over anyone, no
I wouldn't waste that much time
But I can dream of anyone
You are the one
Baby, you are the one
You are mine, all mine
You are mine, all mine

I never die over anyone
Mine, all mine

I'll be the word on your lips
I'll put my weight on your hips
We'll be the color of wine
In the deep summertime
And if it's good to be bad
I'll be the worst you've ever had
Oh, and I've got to tow the line
Baby, don't stop until you're
Mine all mine
Don't stop until you're
Don't stop until you're
Baby, don't stop until you're mine all mine
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Writer: Martin Storrow
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