Lightly in your actions,
Well you know, you are more;
Much more than I want
Who could steal you a few words?
Unsatisfied about the messy sheet
It’s you girl,
Stripped of any court
Nakedness ignores any act
When someone in good conscience
Can aim at absolute sin
Any poison that tasted of your mouth
Makes my body sick
The desire to love;
Who are you?
What despise such experience;
Contained a pleasure that is only your
Your tax rate devours;
Predator to your desires
You love, kill, and then goes away …
In a sense I became easy prey
Slave you once
I am your addiction
Your lip caused me dependence
I am sick almost dead
Well you know, you are more;
Much more than I could want.