Obsessing thoughts go throw my bed
Wille on the radio our track
Gives flashes that torment my head:
My nails wile digging in ur back
I smile contempt, u go ahead
Forget the things that interfere
Dont think of her..just try instead
My bites and whispers on ur ear..
Cant think of him..by brain is dead
My body is alive so clear
...
Just want ur love from witch ive fed
Insatiably when u are near
..
Our bedroom has its hidden trails,
U know them all , my pleasure giver
Ohh pls dont stop !just feel my nails
Go down ur spine into a shiver..
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