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Amor and Psyché
Powerful scent tears my senses to you,
your perfume reminds me of nights in paris,
wicked and filthy, beautiful and lovely,
its dangerous to be such a pretty,
these streets are dark as the soul of hell,
let me kiss you ma chérie,
let me know what your body tells.
Come in my arms my angel,
i cant get enough of you,
let me taste your matured fruit,
i bet its sweet as mornings in San Jose,
your scent wakes wild hunger within me,
i want to have your smell forever,
i melt when your skin touches me.
You are stronger than taste of death on these streets,
brighter than crimes that have been committed here,
sweeter and more bitter than any warm kiss, ( in fume )
i am tied by your scent in such a compulsive thrill.
Amor and Psyché,
love and wildness,
desire and craziness,
urge and violence,
murder and evidence,
you are so straight.
We can dance in the rain,
when the smells are wilder than colors,
i want to keep you in my veins,
for all the broken lovers,
its so hard to control my urges,
i will keep you in sacred flacon,
asperse myself with you, cherry,
i am just another velvet killer,
but i am doing so cuz i need to,
do not condemn me, i love you,
you are my brand new perfume.
your perfume reminds me of nights in paris,
wicked and filthy, beautiful and lovely,
its dangerous to be such a pretty,
these streets are dark as the soul of hell,
let me kiss you ma chérie,
let me know what your body tells.
Come in my arms my angel,
i cant get enough of you,
let me taste your matured fruit,
i bet its sweet as mornings in San Jose,
your scent wakes wild hunger within me,
i want to have your smell forever,
i melt when your skin touches me.
You are stronger than taste of death on these streets,
brighter than crimes that have been committed here,
sweeter and more bitter than any warm kiss, ( in fume )
i am tied by your scent in such a compulsive thrill.
Amor and Psyché,
love and wildness,
desire and craziness,
urge and violence,
murder and evidence,
you are so straight.
We can dance in the rain,
when the smells are wilder than colors,
i want to keep you in my veins,
for all the broken lovers,
its so hard to control my urges,
i will keep you in sacred flacon,
asperse myself with you, cherry,
i am just another velvet killer,
but i am doing so cuz i need to,
do not condemn me, i love you,
you are my brand new perfume.
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