Letra de Sex Concept - SOFIA ISELLA

Sex concept

Do you like that?

I hold his throat in my pocket, he tries to bite back

I'm sleeping deep in his lungs, he wants to deny that

And he's on the edge of his seat

And he's trying not to break, but I give it bout a week

'Cause I'm the backyard heathen

The girl he's dreaming

I'll bend him over backwards give him something to believe in

No end, no completion

He says stop teasing

We'll play the game, both go insane, and then we'll call it even

'Cause his chest is heaving

And his knees got weakened

All strong and rough and tough, but I ruined that in an evening

And I sunk my teeth in

And by next weekend

You're admitting I'm the only god that you'll ever believe in

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

I'm made of linen and salt, my blood is made up of feathers

He runs on language and laughter he's made of leather and pepper

Our limbs walk over to each other, the bodies are shoving

And I grab him by the tie and, oh God, I think he's blushing

And the tactics, accents, rip my seam

He's a hopeless, focused, fucked up dream

And he's trying not to crawl

'Cause he won't say he needed me

And he's trying not to sleep

'Cause all he does is dream of me

'Cause I'm the backyard heathen

The girl he's dreaming

I'll bend him over backwards give him something to believe in

No end, no completion

He says stop teasing

We'll play the game, both go insane, and then we'll call it even

'Cause his chest is heaving

His knees got weakened

All strong and rough and tough but I ruined that in an evening

And I sunk my teeth in

And by next weekend

You're admitting I'm the only god that you'll ever believe in

The concept of sex is stronger than the concept of God

The concept of sex is stronger than the concept of God

The concept of sex is stronger than the concept of God

The concept of sex is stronger than the concept of God

His family's scared of me 'cause the concept of sex is stronger than the concept of God

And when he's missing on Sunday, they know who's at fault

And I return him home, sick with a fever

'Cause he's still on the ground, on his knees, in a theater

'Cause I'm the backyard heathen

The girl he's dreaming

I'll bend him over backwards give him something to believe in

No end, no completion

He says stop teasing

We'll play the game, both go insane, and then we'll call it even

'Cause his chest is heaving

His knees got weakened

All strong and rough and tough but I ruined that in an evening

And I sunk my teeth in

And by next weekend

You're admitting I'm the only god that you'll ever believe in

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

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