Climax
The only mistake we made was moving too fast
I ain't ashamed to say it you're the best I ever had
A little off the rails,
but I like it like that
I'm still screaming your name
Like I don't know two years have past
Climax
You take me there
Your blissfully unaware
Of how much I care
I want you to get higher too,
cause I only reach climax with you
Climax
The only mistake we made was moving too fast
I ain't ashamed to say it you're the best I ever had
A little off the rails,
but I like it like that
I'm still screaming your name
Like I don't know two years have past
Climax
You take me there
Your blissfully unaware
Of how much I care
I want you to get higher too,
cause I only reach climax with you
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Frankie Martinelli
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