you think it’s my words that have you hooked and hanging
but as I dip into another line, I watch you fall for the curves of my mouth
I feel you hum, as the sound of my tongue wraps and rolls over every verse
and as I cast my eyes, you lock on, familiarising yourself with my every fleck
you think it’s my words, but I know what –
you think it’s my words, but I know how to catch you
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