You got me on Mars
Sit back
Relax
I can make you see stars
Far
But I’m so close
Stomach
Got butterflies
Raise your glass
Let me make this toast
I vow
If I’ll ever leave,
It’ll be a ghost
Right besides you
Haunting you
Seducing you
Making love to you,
Right on your spine
As you touch
Your body while
Looking at the moon,
Fingers penetrating
Spots, as i’m next to you,
You got me on Mars
Sit back
And let me take control of you!
Written By B.T.Y.
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