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Kinš Lyrics

Sun is going down
As daylight ends, the artist feels a sense of change in the air.

Something overcomes me
The artist is experiencing an intense emotional shift.

Head not on the ground
The artist's thoughts are scattered and uncentered.

Feeling a little lonely
The artist is experiencing feelings of isolation and detachment.

It's getting closer to me
The source of the artist's anxiety is growing nearer.

Getting closer, babe
The artist is addressing their fears with tenderness.

I have a lot of sexual history
The artist has been sexually active in the past.

And no one hates me more than I hate me for it so
The artist is experiencing self-loathing due to their sexual past.

Don't judge me
The artist is asking that others not condemn them for their past actions.

I can't fight this energy, so
The artist feels overwhelmed by their desires and cannot resist them.

Quick, quick gimme some
The artist is seeking sexual gratification urgently.

I can make it feel good, make you cum
The artist is confident in their ability to please a partner sexually.

I'm not into it
Despite their past sexual experiences, the artist is not currently enthusiastic about sex.

But I can't quit so
Despite their misgivings, the artist cannot suppress their sexual desires.

Quick, quick gimme some
The artist is continuing to seek sexual satisfaction with urgency.

I can make it feel good, make you cum
The artist is reassuring their partner of their sexual prowess.

Enemy will be the end of me,
The artist perceives a danger in their uncontrolled sexual desires.

End of me is my enemy
The artist recognizes that their own impulses may bring about their downfall.

Body, body
The artist is fixated on the physical aspects of sex.

All I want is somebody mentally, mentally
Despite their sexual urges, the artist desires a deeper emotional connection with a partner.

But everybody
Despite their desire for connection, the artist feels disregarded by others.

Never treats me carefully, carefully
The artist feels as though they are not treated with sensitivity by others in their relationships.

So I just revert to sex
The artist turns to sex as a familiar coping mechanism.

Cuz it's what I know best, yeah
The artist has become accustomed to using sex to address their emotional needs.

Pressure
The artist is experiencing an overwhelming sense of stress.

I'm feeling the pressure
The artist is acknowledging their current state of mind.

I'm not who you think me to be
The artist is aware that they may be perceived differently by others than they perceive themselves.

It's digging deeper and deeper
The artist's anxiety is becoming increasingly intense.

I'm falling in deeper
The artist is losing control to their emotions.

You're my favorite enemy, enemy
The artist feels as though their emotional turmoil is tied to a specific person, whom they cannot resist but also cannot trust.

Enemy will be the end of me,
The artist feels as though their connection to this person may ultimately destroy them.

End of me is my enemy
The artist recognizes that their own self-destructive tendencies may lead to their downfall.

Is my enemy
The artist sees themselves as their own worst enemy.