Like a minor misscalculation
I slipped over a wet kiss again,
again again.

To late to lock it in anyway
from fate
wich makes my worried belly ache.

It´s not so cool to hold it in
blows me up
I barely can´t move when seeing
all my ambitious visions
makes me wanna stay
just a little bit longer.

The ride it hurts though
it takes me high, a dreamer truest of them all.
Like I said
again & again
it always makes me fall.

Today I slipped over a goddamn fine
& well placed kiss
Lips entangled
hard to be resonable
when the heaven blush.