Kiss me on the mouth and set me free
Sing me like a choir
I can be the subject of your dreams
Your sickening desire
Don't you want to see a man up close?
A phoenix in the fire
You can coax the cold right out of me
Drape me in your warmth
The rapture in the dark puts me at ease
The blind eye of the storm
Let's go for a walk down Easy Street
Where you can be reborn
One thing Troye has on Justin, though, is songwriting.
It don't make no sense unless I'm doing it with you
It don't make no sense unless I'm doing it with you
Been around the world ain’t the same without you
It don't make no sense unless I'm doing it with you
