Face Down
Present
Wet dream
Feels a little like a Sun beam
But the real thing
Can’t compare in the grand scheme
Face down and back again
I want to be a friend
But I taunt a bit too much
Call it quits 'cause it’s me here in the middle
Break down and try again
I want to touch your skin
But I talk a bit too much
Call it quits 'cause it’s me feeling little
Hour glass
Filled with nothing but hot gas
Jam packed
Audience to see the cheap act
Face down and back again
I want to be a friend
But I taunt a bit too much
Call it quits 'cause it’s me here in the middle
Break down and try again
I want to touch your skin
But I talk a bit too much
Call it quits 'cause it’s me feeling little
And you walk around so safe and sound
And you act like you’re not face down
Not face down