I tried to study it for just a while: All of the potions, from oysters to seducing smiles. But I've found it's already inside me: A big round bubble of sensuality, Dared to be burst, But worried about getting hurt. I know how you like to kiss. I'll ask you what you're thinking. Silvers in our dark hair. Tears spring to mind when I go back in time. All those lost bodies just seeking security. Jittering strangers with smutting hands, Heavy and clever and full of demands. Well I'm similar to you: We're familiar with what to do. I know how you like to kiss. I'll ask you what you're thinking. Silvers in our dark hair.
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The sheets are soaked by your tiny fish. The craft of life, The craft of life, The craft of life, The craft of life, Oo-ooh...

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