Texty: Holly Miranda. The Magician's Private Library. Sleep On Fire.
Love you go down smooth
I am crushing you
I can barely move
With no feet on the ground
A head full of clouds
But I don't care
There's no place
I want to wake up
But beside you
And all your million billion
Tiny little kisses all fill me up
Make me shiny
And sleep like your bed's on fire
Sleep like your bed's on fire
Cause it just
Might be
The Magician's Private Lib
Holly Miranda