S.o.s. Testo

I’m feeling a lot of pressure
Only you can help me out
Was trying to make it easy
Now your fingers in my mouth
So I lay and wait
I don’t take it lightly
That you’re far away
But I need it nightly
When I’m full I take another
Never been so greedy with a lover Will you come around?
Before it’s too late?
I could touch myself, bae
But it’s not the same
If you could stop and help me out
But I’ll take it slowly
There’s no use in rushing
The more I wait the more I’ll build up
So you better put it down
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down...