Foot - Sweet Stuff

Look into my eyes and watch me fall
Into a bed of nails, as I recall
When it all washes off
Can you tell me right now you got that sweet stuff?
Show me all that, you got that sweet stuff?
A tease, pleasing you
I’ve arrived; I’ve arrived with time in lieu
(In you)
Separate want from what you need
Cause your religion just ain’t my creed
Just how much is enough?
Contemplating all your sweet stuff
A tease, pleasing you
I’ve arrived; I’ve arrived with time in lieu
I’m desperate, I’m holding you
False alarm, false alarm you can’t argue
A tease, pleasing you
I’ve arrived; I’ve arrived with time in lieu
I’m desperate, holding onto you
False alarm, false alarm you can’t argue
(I’ll see your face waiting)