[Verse 1: Ana]
Your style rhymes with mine
The white tone of your skin contrasts me
My touch even selected you to make you home
My love, you have my missing
My truth, my wish
So let be more of me
Have more of me
That already is
That already has

[Chorus]
I wouldn't care
Sharing a mattress with you
Give my hair of us to you fulfill
And drown myself in your body like a pillow
Wouldn't contest a request of affection
Your coffe more bitter
Your towel in the room
No rest of what is yours

[Verse 2]
My style rhyme with yours
Thе tone of night of your skin constrats me
Your touch evеn apreheended me
In you made my home
My love, you have my missing
My truth, my songs
So let me be more of you
Have more of you
That I am
That gave me
[Chorus]
I wouldn't care
Sharing a mattress with you
Give my hair of us to you fulfill
And drown myself in your body like a pillow
Wouldn't contest a request of affection
Your coffe more bitter
Your towel in the room
No rest of what is yours
I wouldn't care
Sharing a mattress with you
Give my hair of us to you fulfill
And drown myself in your body like a pillow
Wouldn't contest a request of affection
Your coffe more bitter
Your towel in the room
No rest of what is yours

[Outro]
Your towel in the room
No rest of what is yours
Your towel in the room