stainache

over in and out, space dies between our mouths, and moving round and round, bursts of frustration, out of, but i can feel you, chasing me in the dark, wrapped around me, nothing apart, and i wanna come home to you, i wanna come home to you, and breathing out your mouth, out, deeper in me, and oil in my hair, you're stained heartache, i need you like. and we love then we part, and i fall at your mouth, and we love then we part, and i fall at your mouth, and we love then we part, and i fall at your mouth, but i can feel you, chasing me in the dark, wrapped around me, nothing apart, and i wanna come home to you, i wanna come home to you