Treacherous Thing

take a look in my direction
don’t let your pride hold you back
‘cos when it comes to touch
I ain’t no Indian giver
I have shown you that much

some say your love’s my addiction
some say your heart’s too hard to crack
‘cos when you come to touch
I’m left with a shiver
and marred by your smutch

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woman, girl
marvelous invention of sun-warmed milk and sugar
you are the most treacherous thing

woman, girl
I found my inspiration and I love you like no other
you are the most treacherous thing

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just can’t shake this affliction
my head and heart are out of whack
and I’m so out of touch
no meds could deliver
what I need so much

a necessary resuscitation
a return of the breath that I lack
a simple hope to clutch
but ne’er is there a sliver
my wounded will cannot budge

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woman, girl
marvelous invention of sun-warmed milk and sugar
you are the most treacherous thing

woman, girl
I found my inspiration and I love you like no other
you are the most treacherous thing

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