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Pi rhyme scheme Locked in to sync with the siren's dance The fine line being Subtle joy that she gives to the eyes and the pride but denies the hands I find her glance It screams for me, she knows I don't care Tension so thick it divides old air Space in between, sole night shared Intimate energies no type spared ...She leads me back like a deep book ...In my mind has her meathooks Last minute second thoughts of the bush breach Now I want it all like a street crook Who needs protection, I want to get her pregnant ....Start a family with this limitless exception Zero and the Transfinite, her next kin She's timeless, I couldn't tell you where her head's been Truly uncomfortable numbers appear I'm nearing one, you figure eight You put that universe down and come here It's longing to bathe in our fevered embrace Secrets of space, deep ends of time Flows through your body and reaches the mind The peace is sublime, you pull away Both of us know that this tease is a crime Songtexte...Speak of divine, and she will remind you that you barely exist By showing you countless deities already dead or dying in every abyss Bevy of risk, medley of bliss When she undulates it's heavy intense Sexy and fit, test me again You'll leave me satisfied very content Get dug in this mobius strip club Both know it isn't love, it's just lust More exploratory action, kid stuff Ravage you like a savage, injust Feel the wrath of the passions pent up Come to terms with our status, then fuss Obtaining this kind of passage? Fringe luck Climaxes, madness influx Tensions break, senses rage Unhinged she slaves In a way that would offend the greats Literal take of the thinly draped, lemniscate Bend or break, her favorite twist Challenge her place, she'll savor it Crave intense, shame it ends Speak when you want to embrace again I look at you and find solace inside Logic aside, bottomless all of the time Lauded, calmly benign Harmony hard to describe Qualities, iterations to make Ptolemy cry Launching me high Constantly calling the mind One with the Omni and I All in a raunchy disguise Honestly, multiply by you and problems arise Us moving closer is always a lie ....Often a flaw in design You shouldn't even be talking to Is I know infinities greater than you You throw back at me a neighboring truth Painfully rude Then end up thanking me nude What have you taken me to? Aus Songtexte Mania