Blurry (Acapella)

Blurring the lines of you
Changing my point of view

Obama: "Gotta have them ribs, and pussy too"

If this ain't serious, then what's the point
But is it bad that I want you to reach out to me
Even if you cannot reach me

Blurred lines, these blurry lines
Between these blurry lines I will find you
Blurred lines, these blurry lines

I want you to feed me feed me
Give me tender loving baby
I want you to teach me teach me
Fill my soul and never leave me

To be honest if I had the choice
I'd choose you every time
And its confusing to you
Cause you can't resist too uhh
So like the moon you push and pull
In my orbit spinning me into a frenzy
Too scared it might end messy
Might get to complicated intoxicating for you
But don't worry, I'll be patient patient for ya

So is it bad that I want you to reach out to me
Even if you cannot reach me

Blurred lines, these blurry lines
Between these blurry lines I will find you
Blurred lines, these blurry lines

I want you to feed me feed me
Give me tender loving baby
I want you to teach me teach me
Fill my soul and never leave me