
Quiver
The fantasy of a hardcore crush. Not a song about love but an uncertain, flirtatious song about lust, mystery, and intense attraction
About the song
Lyrics
Step into the gloom, walking through that room
And see you sitting there, drinking in my stare
It won’t be long now, you’ll be mine somehow
I want you to lick my wounds
I want to howl at the moon
I see the stars in his eyes and it’s no surprise
That the symbols on our souls have a common goal
They scream "There’s a hole in me, a hole in me, a hole in me where I go to hide."
You know there’s room for two, I’ll paint it blue and here your fantasies won’t die, and I want a piece of you inside
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My knees are shaky, shaky, shaky oh, and tongue between my teeth
My knees are shaky, shaky, shaky oh, and tongue between my teeth
And babe there’s something so familiar
I can not define
I think I found my own kind
I bet you think this song is about you
I bet you think this song is about you
When will I see you again boy?
We don’t have to make plans we can leave it to fate
But babe you know that it’s a fact
If we leave it up to that oh we might be too late
My knees are shaky, shaky, shaky oh, and tongue between my teeth
My knees are shaky, shaky, shaky oh, and tongue between my teeth
And babe there’s something so familiar
I can not define
I think I found my own kind
I think I found my own kind
Contributors
Katherine Schimke, Zach Kasik,
Shake E. Fowlkes, Laurie Corbin