Rounds Lyrics

She got her hooks in me
That body fire in the third degree
Such a smoke show I can't even see
Ecstasy 'till I go crazy

Let me feel something or let me be numb
We can't stop when we've already begun
Playing games, with ice in her veins
I'm on fire she just laughs at the flames

Barely done round one, now she want round two
So dangerous with every move
Fade to black, fade into you
She just want to get this out, I'll be your excuse

Barely done round one, now she want round two
So dangerous with every move
Fade to black, fade into you
She just want to get this out, I'll be your excuse Put it down on me
That body rolling like the open sea
And she could have anyone but she want me
Try to run but she won't let me leave

Barely done round one, now she want round two
So dangerous with every move
Fade to black, fade into you
She just want to get this out, I'll be your excuse

(Harmonies: I'll be your excuse, oh x2)

Barely done round one, now she want round two
So dangerous with every move
Fade to black, fade into you
She just want to get this out, I'll be your excuse

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