your blood like ice
one look could kill
my pain, your thrill
I wanna love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much (too much)
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison.
You're poison running through my veins,
You're poison...
I don't wanna break these chains.
Your mouth so hot
your web, I'm caught
your skin, so wet
black lace, on sweat
I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (and pins)
I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't wanna touch you, but you're under my skin (deep in)
I wanna kiss you but your lips are venomous poison.
You're poison running through my veins,
You're Poison...
I don't wanna break these chains.
One look (one look)
could kill (could kill)
my pain, your thrill
EU, NÃO PAREÇO, EU SOU.
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Odeio as almas estreitas, sem bálsamo e sem veneno, feitas sem nada de bondade e sem nada de maldade.Nietzsche
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