Fever Moon

You're hot fog I can feel you and you're not far off I can taste you and you're what I want But I can't know you even when you're in my arms. You're burnt sky A fever moon that makes the sun jealous at night Your lava lips pour forth and branding iron eyes Fix them unto me and bring me back to life. You're quick sand I work and fight but just sink deeper in the end And every morning say I won't get stuck again But by nightfall baby here I always am. I tie myself in knots You come and shake me loose I'm bound up in you We push til you're through Lit up with proof. I bite your belly soft You make maps on my back You blockade the door I sink to your floor Get ready for war. You're hot fog The bad decision that I lie here waiting on Staring down your next mistake can take so long When I hear your foot steps babe, I don't care that it's wrong No, I don't care that it's wrong No, I don't care that it's wrong.