MICHELLE - PULSE على يركيت

Lyrkit

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PULSE

PULSE

Dance a little rougher
Don't go telling mother, I want you
Desperate demeanor
Find me in a fever, I want you

Skin too hot, your stare too cold
Words too slow, but your hands too bold
You think too much, but your bodies on
Come with me and I can prove you
Prove you, prove you wrong

I feel your pulse through the sleeve of your suit
Through your collar and your shoes
The eyes that keep on looking at me
I feel your pulse from outside of the room
Feel you radiate a mood
Can you feel my pulse too
Too, too, too, too
Can you feel my pulse too
Too, too, too, too
Can you feel my pulse too

I could break the tension
But then I'd have to mention, I want you
Maybe if I lean in
You would get the meaning, I want you

Skin too hot, you stare too cold
Words too slow, but your hands too bold
You think too much, but your bodies on
Come with me and I can prove you
Prove you, prove you wrong

I feel your pulse through the sleeve of your suit
Through your collar and your shoes
The eyes that keep on looking at me
I feel your pulse from outside of the room
Feel you radiate a mood
Can you feel my pulse too
Too, too, too, too
Can you feel my pulse too
Too, too, too, too
Can you feel my pulse too

Feel it do you feel it
Can you feel my pulse too

I feel your pulse through the sleeve of your suit
Through your collar and your shoes
The eyes that keep on looking at me
I feel your pulse from outside of the room
Feel you radiate a mood
Can you feel my pulse too
Too, too, too, too
Can you feel my pulse too
Too, too, too, too
Can you feel my pulse too

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