| Today I'm going to tell you the truth about me
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| that I'm not who you think
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| That in privacy, I am an animal
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| that you don't know how to understand
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| I'm not going to care anymore
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| If I stain the bed
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| with my intensity
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| If you don't feel like it, I'm going to put you
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| The idea of what I want to do to you
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| Because my body burns with so much passion
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| That erase in my mind the imagination
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| Right now I clarify, that the tender one left
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| I think about undressing you, and I'm going to pass it to you
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| For your chest, your back and suddenly do
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| That you scream my name over and over again
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| Take your lips from my feet to my face
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| stop in the middle
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| And give me a way, different from wanting
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| Put your hand where you know well
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| I will be a beast that without respect
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| I'll take your waist and I'll give you for
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| Behind your neck, bite you until you cry
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| That you scratch my back and tell me that already
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| That it hurts even your soul and you can't take it anymore
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| While I record a video like this, with my cell phone
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| (And this is for you little girl, it will hurt, but you will like it, Caliber 50)
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| Because my body burns with so much passion
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| That erase in my mind the imagination
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| Right now I clarify, that the tender one left
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| I think about undressing you, and I'm going to pass it to you
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| For your chest, your back and suddenly do
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| That you scream my name over and over again
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| Take your lips from my feet to my face
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| stop in the middle
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| And give me a way, different from wanting
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| Put your hand where you know well
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| I will be a beast that without respect
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| I'll take your waist and I'll give you for
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| Behind your neck, bite you until you cry
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| That you scratch my back and tell me that already
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| That it hurts even your soul and you can't take it anymore
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| While I record a video like this, with my cell phone |