Lyrics Alchemical - Rachel Bochner

Small talk and sirens, another round of gin
My sleight of hand and your pretty tattooed skin
And lips that taste a little sweet

With an eagerness i never knew i liked
I think you mean it when you whisper something nice
Like you see me in poetry

I tend to find the messiest of phrasing
Convoluting or diluting what I feel
So would you mind if I put it quite plainly
And I asked you to touch me tonight

Won't you come over?
Won't you come over?
With your alchemical lips
I am melting into this
So come closer

Creative liberties and my impatience
Recklessly redecorate my imagination
Matches burning, pouring kerosene

All of my urgency, now dissipated
As I watch ur mouth move, speaking, concentrated
You could never get too close to me

I tend to shy away from moderation
Consider me a hedonist at heart
And forgive me if I come off heavy handed
But once I start I don't know where to stop

Won't you come closer?
Won't you come closer?
With your alchemical lips
I am melting into this
So come closer

Caffeine buzz when you speak
It's sticky sweet
Wanna be what you need
Lost sanity

Haunt the halls of your dreams
Soft, saccharine
Wanna know what you need
Oh, pretty please

Caffeine buzz when you speak
It's sticky sweet
Wanna be what you need
Lost sanity

Haunt the halls of your dreams
Soft, saccharine
Wanna know what you need
Oh, pretty please

Won't you come over?
Won't you come closer?