Locale A.M. - Caela Green lyrics

It's 4 A.M., and my skin wants to crawl all over you But you're strangling my dick with a friendship bracelet So please let me in Sitting on my futon bed Sitting in my quiet room I could fold into a lot of things Sitting on my futon bed Sitting in my quiet room I could fold into you She's in love with my radio That broadcasts her alone I'm in love with her gramophone Spinning me alone Can i be intangible, just for tonight? I'll be desire, you be you I'll hover about, telling tall tales of tangibility And then i'll become one with you again Baby please let me in