| I wish that you could know one day the secrets I’ve been keeping
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| Of the demons I have locked away, they prowl a one track mind
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| If you had thought this tongue-in-cheek was just reserved for speaking
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| One hour at my sweet mercy would be sure to send you blind
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| Speeding through the darkness of this endless Friday night
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| In a body with one drunk and careless owner
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| There is nobody home but all the lights are shining brightly
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| How I’d love to wake beside you when it’s over
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| Yearning serpent, sharp foretooth
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| I ache to taste of naked youth
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| The fleeting glance I can’t forget
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| Could make of me an agapet
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| The reins that bridle my desire
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| Grow flimsier than your attire
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| Feeling brave? |
| Then come and try
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| Stare into my naked I
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| Like a spider with a fly upon her web, come wrap those legs around me
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| Deflower me, devour me, my veins aglow with blood like liquid fire
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| I’m a willing victim gagged and bound down on your altar of seduction
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| Awaiting my destruction in the all-consuming flames of raw desire
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| The all-consuming flames of raw desire
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| I fear I should be boiled in oil just for these thoughts I’m thinking
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| If you’d be my new hobby I could give up DIY
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| I’ve just one vice in life but how its jaws long to be sinking
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| In the flesh of Eden’s apple with some subtle succubi
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| I’d say without a doubt you’re the best sex I never had
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| Cause in my dreams you wear a necklace white and pearly
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| Make mine a triple bromide on the rocks please stirred and shaken
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| Should I wait 'til it’s too late or come too early?
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| Yearning serpent, sharp foretooth
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| I ache to taste of naked youth
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| The fleeting glance I can’t forget
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| Could make of me an agapet
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| The reins that bridle my desire
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| Grow flimsier than your attire
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| Feeling brave? |
| Then come and try
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| Stare into my naked I |