Morning coffee

How does it feel to be underneath your skin

Blame it all on what I want and what I need

Call me a sinner  yeah I hold you in my sleep

And drink you with the morning coffee

Caught in this storm in this hopeless repetitious

How do I go on

How does it feel to be leftover bits

When its all said and done

Call me a sinner yeah I love you in my sleep

Yeah I love you in my sleep

How does it feel to be underneath your skin