song by Miguel
Flesh lyrics

Flesh...

If heaven's an angel, we call out in tantrum
Glad I kept on your throat, we all wear them tender
And I think she bankrupt,
Breathe, breathe. Breathe.

Flesh,
I mean it, I'm a mess,
Now I'm a slave to your FLESH
Woman, put me right where I belong. Oh oh oh

Skin on you is always
Calling me with your faith
Wrap yourself around me,
Do whatever I say
Kiss me like a creep now,
Sweep, sweep control

Flesh,
I mean it, I'm a mess,
Now I'm a slave to your FLESH
Woman, put me right where I belong. Oh oh oh

Falling to your faith like you faith for religion
The light in the way, you're begging for forgiveness
Crash summers here as we both bathe in sweet sin
Leave it to me, I'll give you something to believe in

Surrender to friction
This is body language and deep diction
I love it, beg for it, yeah, yeah, yeah

Flesh,
I mean it, I'm a mess,
Now I'm a slave to your FLESH
Woman, put me right where I belong. Oh oh oh.
FLESH, baby
(Come here darling, help me tackle this darling
I don't wanna let go. All of a sudden baby, darling, no)