Lyrics Cunning Design - Jenevieve X

The weakness the zeal
Such eagerness I feel
How do I pretend this fever doesn't exist when all I want to do is fall ill for you

One scoop
That is all I will permit you to smuggle gently, as I brush my eyelashes across your cheek
I feel you critique the practical method but tie me up anyway in any case, my hearts pounding, let's not be too normal