I CAN’T prod. by Ian Christopher Sutherland

I think its time you remind me what it feels like
To tire out your lips
I can't
Pretend that I'm not really drawn in by the ruse of your kiss
I dont want to wait
I can't

Hey charming come lay on me
Now
Drop jaw me dont stop on me
Now

I want to stay
Longer please
'cause i can't think of any place
I'd rather be
You're lightening
Right now i'm struck. i'm fucked. concussed... from your touch

I can't no I can't even comprehend
How every single kiss is better than the last one
I can't no I can't even comprehend
How you're

Spread out like a centerfold
We get up close and personal
Wrap me up like you're made of tentacles
Jack me up all night

She wanna make out no glasses
Said i'd let her hog the ball no passes
So we could do it slow like molasses
I just wanna hold you now 'cause

I think its time you remind me what it feels like
To tire out your lips
I can't
Pretend that I'm not really drawn in by the ruse of your kiss
I dont want to wait
I can't