, on me Maybe we're looking for the same thing Maybe you're the one who will complete me Oh how beauty burns, lips and eyes and fingertips The spark
There?s a fire when I taste The heat upon your lips A shock like a warning sign Runs through your fingertips I?m breathing deep in danger You?re searing
: There?s a fire when I taste The heat upon your lips A shock like a warning sign Runs through your fingertips I?m breathing deep in danger You?re searing
Which path to go, which path to walk When I was young I used to push my niggaz through the park and past marked shoppin carts, lettin guns spark Desert
Little tramp comin' up the strip with a hundred dollar smile Sparks flyin' off her fingertips, drive the young cop wild Some nights are wound so tight
same way Say say Say you feel the same way Your fingertips are like a superhuman touch Can't get enough of this electric love Burnin the sun with just a wave of your hand Sparks
hands, on me Maybe we're looking for the same thing Maybe you're the one who will complete me Oh how beauty burns, lips and eyes and fingertips The spark
fish I be the rapper junkie gettin funky, never miss a diss (boy) Now is it just me or is it you too? But all I wanna do is spark a blunt and drink some
Watching your eyelashes close and twist Shooting those sparks from her fingertips I'm star-crossed and stark I'm waiting for you to talk And I radiate
the style ain't Bringing that bomb squad density when irate Digging in the crates full of sodium nitrate Like this I'll... burn up my fingertips, roof
to pay dues, at two dollar venues Ten dudes, one tomboy, with attitudes that refuse to have fun, but I don't give a {fuck} These sparks runnin through
High fives with chainsaw hands Will strike the spark that melts our features Salt the earth, I?ll salt your wounds As flames consume like starving creatures
dirty hands, on me Maybe we're looking for the same thing Maybe you're the one who will complete me Oh how beauty burns, lips and eyes and fingertips The spark