Stainache (Louise Emma)

Over in and out Space dies between our mouths And moving round and round Bursts of frustration Out of But I can feel you Chasing me in the dark Wrapped around me Nothing apart And I wanna come home to you I wanna come home to you And breathing out your mouth Out, deeper in me And oil in my hair You're stained heartache, I need you like... And we love then we part And I fall at your mouth And we love then we part And I fall at your mouth And we love then we part And I fall at your mouth But I can feel you Chasing me in the dark Wrapped around me Nothing apart And I wanna come home to you I wanna come home to you