Vansire - Précis Two (feat. Ivy Sole) Lyrics

Satin on, your shoulders sliding
Gravity on my side again
Tracing down your spine until
The lace is on the floor

You ain't even got a bed frame yet
But the mattress cool
Last time I checked
The last time that I slid through

We were discussing where head once its over
Hard as hell to keep my composure
And when the miles disappear
And the inches accrue
With your lips on my neck and the rest of you too

I shake my ancients envision an outer sanctum
A world we crafted from pages
Apples Adams and ancients
How loving you was a cadence
How loving me makes me braver
Courage beyond the ballad
Ain't no way they can tame us