pursuit // catch me - samiir saunders lyrics
[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
oh whoa, ooh
ooh, oooh
you can do this
it’ll be better than the first time
well… better’s subjective
it’ll be good
[chorus]
loosen pursuit of the masculine
to find truth in the fluid that i bask within
a sweet taste in my mouth again
you paint sin on my lips when you ask again
it’s like i only exist when i’m casket thin or porcelain
years tryna force the fit, of course i quit
i don’t sleep if the morning is auburn lit
i eat dawn like it’s over easy
[verse]
it’s over easy like the flow is breezy
like the shoulder’s easy but the focus ain’t
i shrank myself i hid from myself
i never chose desire because the cold of shame
was so known and safe… or so i thought
stubborn little spark never goes away
a fire in the belly can erode the cage
i watch b*tterflies dance in the flame, hey
[chorus]
loosen pursuit of the masculine
to find truth in the fluid that i bask within
a sweet taste in my mouth again
you paint sin on my lips when you ask again
it’s like i only exist when i’m casket thin or porcelain
years tryna force the fit, of course i quit
i don’t sleep if the morning is auburn lit
i eat dawn like it’s over easy
come on!
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[hook]
come and catch me, yeah, yeah, ay
come and catch me, yeah, yeah
come and catch me, ay
come and catch me
come and catch me, ay, yeah
come and catch me, ay, yeah
come and catch me, ay, yeah
yeah, yeah
[verse 1]
you might catch me switching
you might catch me simping
you might see some king sh*t
you won’t catch me slipping
catch me in my feelings (you might, ay)
say something revealing (you might, ay)
not afraid of being seen (you might, ay)
you won’t catch me slipping (you might, ay)
[hook]
come and catch me, ay, yeah
come and catch me, yeah
come on, come on
come on, come on
come and catch me, ay, yeah
come on, come on
come on, come on
yeah, yeah
[verse 2]
yeah, pleasure mix with discomfort often
it’s the same shame we might get off on
scorch my organs, they felt so offal
is this flesh all we have to offer?
wipe me clean, we’re pristine and proper
like we ain’t spit some filth and pop off
silver tongue tend to taste like copper
lightning rod, yuh, it blown my socks off
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