Sugar - Sunbathers

Open up with me

Shape your tongue

Like chewing gum, you grip, release from where you clung

Outdoor, all fours

Knee joints go numb

And sparkle like candy-coated plums

Sugar at the end of your touch

A sticky love

Baptized by the look in your eyes

Give it to me now, nice and slow

Yeah bring me to your height

It still haunts me the way you’d smile

The way you’d call me all the time to say you’re dying

But I’d know you’re not, no