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In(toxic)ating


Artist: No Legs Octopus
Artist's Description
A dark and thrilling narrative detailing the addictive allure of the beginning stages of an obsessive, toxic connection. Written through the lens of a heterosexual, female voice.

Genre(s): Alternative and Punk, Indie, General Pop, Psychedelic Rock
Mood(s): Dark, Disturbing, Dramatic, Energetic
Style(s): Desire, Druggy, Sex, Story
Language(s): English
Standard License:$25.00
Extended License:$55.00

In(toxic)ating

By No Legs Octopus
Brown hair black eyes, 'Like my soul', he says
She laughs at his joke
The creases in the corner of his smile fill her head
As they exhale cigarette smoke

'You check boxes I didn't even know I had', he adds
She beams back at him
He's like no one she's ever met before and
She covers her eyes and jumps all in

She finds herself smiling in public unaware
His voice is only in her mind
Her body feels too small to bear
The high of a love this size


CHORUS:
It's the need and relief
The sound when he speaks
The pull of his sheets

Nobody else has it
No other way to scratch it
The itch of her habit

She lives for his attention
Would kill for his affection
Craves their special connection


Quickly addicted to this deep desire
She's in trouble she knows
He's set her life alight her heart on fire
She can't stop staring can't be too close

He's the sun her whole world turns round for
The luckiest girl alive
To have found this burning no one's had before
To withdraw now she'd surely die


CHORUS:
It's the need and relief
The sound when he speaks
The pull of his sheets

Nobody else has it
No other way to scratch it
The itch of her habit

She lives for his attention
Would kill for his affection
Craves their special connection


Sip sniff laugh kiss no need for sleep
Yet all night spent in bed
Brunch of hash browns coffee cut wintergreen
Nap it off then go again

'You speak the words straight from my brain,
You're more me than I am'
His admiration warns her, as it floods her veins
'Hey you', she whispers back to him...


BRIDGE:
You're what I didn't know was missing, it's true
I never had the power to decide, to choose
Before I ever called you mine, I knew
Before I even made up my mind, it was always going to be you


CHORUS:
It's the need and relief
The sound when he speaks
The pull of his sheets

Nobody else has it
No other way to scratch it
The itch of her habit

She lives for his attention
Would kill for his affection
Craves their special connection

She'd sell her soul
Just to be close
Just for one more intoxicating dose

She'd sell her soul
Just to be close
Just for one more intoxicating dose

She'd sell her soul
Just to be close
Just for one more intoxicating dose

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