You were talking about God
in a bed without sheets
a hand rolled cigarette
with Heaven up yourself
Kissing so ferociously
I could not comprehend
That God himself was leaving
Burnt offerings on my neck
I don't wanna own ya
I only wanna know ya
I don't wanna own ya
I only wanna know ya
I don't wanna own ya
I only wanna know ya
I don't wanna own ya
I only wanna know ya
I was dancing in the wrong bra
You were looking like a rockstar
I was gin infused, with nothing to lose
I always seem to play the fool
But you watched me as I stayed there,
the place with all my curbed cares
Black dress, red lips
& the night that lead to this, so
I don't wanna own ya
I only wanna know ya
I don't wanna own ya
I only wanna know ya
I don't wanna own ya
I only wanna know ya
I don't wanna own ya
I only wanna know ya
And hickeys from God
Never seem to last long
They stain you with an imprint
And they leave you with a song
And hickeys from God
Never seem to last that long
But they stain you with an imprint
and they leave you with a song
I don't wanna own ya
I only wanna know ya
I don't wanna own ya
I only wanna know ya
I don't wanna own ya
I only wanna know ya
I don't wanna own ya
I only wanna know ya
credits
from Emma Minturn EP,
released April 8, 2014
Lyrics: Emma Lamarre
Music: Emma Lamarre & Eric Eggleston
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