BERLIN


Pleasure Victim Lyrics

We touched there was temperture
I'm not the same
Now i'm passing through your door

You're the object of of my smile
I'm a life machine
It's a pleasure game
Sentimental sound on sound

You've broken down the system
Time to switch the scene
You're the passion in me
You're the vision i see
A pleasure victim

Some i recognize
Simple figures fill my mind
Bodies always look the same
To the touch there's always you
Never see their eyes
Flaming candles, whispered words

Then your soft embracehow can i erase your

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Songwriter(s): John Buckner Crawford
Record Label(s): 1982 UMG Recordings, Inc
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