TYVÁN - Rendezvous Lyrics

Palm firmly wrapped around my tulip
When you stroke, yeah, I love the way you do it
Lights turned off, but the sparks are getting too lit
Lucid dreaming, releasing all my fluid
Toes curl up, the walls start to crumble
Making animal sounds like the jungle
Prepared to blast off, hearing mumbles
Sliding through your hands like it fumbled
I'm a poet, but I like to get nasty
The wine, I'm a po' it, til I'm raspy
Unlock your treasure box with my brass key
You want it rough, yeah, I love it when you ask me
When I finish, I look in the mirror
Who pleased me becomes clearer
It was my own company, I'm a sinner
But I lick it off my fingers like I'm having it for dinner

Yeah, I know you like that