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Lε sort quε nous rεsεrvons αux pιrαtεs : un sαut dαns lε vιdε suιvι d'un αrrεt rαpιdε

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Your cruel device
Your blood like ice
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill

I want to love you, but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison

You're poison runnin'thru my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains

Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace on sweat

I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (And pins)
I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't want to touch you but you're under my skin (Deep in)
I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison

You're poison runnin'thru my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains
Poison