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So this is passion in a rather un-poetic fashion, Sprawled across your bedroom floor entranced in, Fits of rage turned into air we're gasping. And I'm held captive by your bodies precious prison wrapped in lust filled blankets and the smell of ash in The air and they tell me that this is passion. And I'm raiding your life like this empty liquor cabinet, I know we're flirting with disaster right now. Because she likes it, Oh baby she likes it. Because she likes it, and there's no time to breathe. Baby blue eyes, I still smell you in my bedroom at night See your body when I close my eyes tight See you shutter as my hands graze your thighs. Well this is all I've got So baby am I all you want Because when the sun comes up, I'll be your favorite mistake. And I'll leave you with the remnants Short of breath and empty handed Feeling empty and unsatisfied SongtexteTo tell the truth it was all lies. It is tempting to walk out the door But it's hard when I'm looking at you When lust is in total control So go, wrap your lips around me girl Now you know what you've gotten into How poetically placed we are now Aus Songtexte Mania