BLASTING THE THROUGH THE FACE AGAIN, THE INTOXICATING PATHOGEN

PUSHING THROUGH THE LIPS SO SWEET, THE FAULT IS LAID AT NO ONES FEET

IF I LIE BEFORE I WAKE, IT'S THE EFFECT I CANNOT FAKE

MASK IN GLEE THIS FACE AGAIN, TO GET IN TOUCH WITH WHERE TO BEGIN

*CHORUS*

I DENTIFY  PUSH TO DENY

BUT WE CAN'T LIE  TO OURSELVES

WE'RE ASKING WHY   WE OUGHT TO TRY

TO BRING IT BACK  TO OURSELVES

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SWEET REVOLT OF SPICE THAT FLOWS, THE SALTY ROSE IN RABBIT'S  CLOTHES

IT BEATS MY HEART IT SPINS MY SOUL, THE REASON FOR MY PASSION THROWS

I CANNOT SEE NOW FROM THE LIGHT, AND THE HEAT AND WHAT IS HELD IN YOUR LIPS

*CHORUS*

RUN IT DEEP AND LONG AND HARD,  AND FAST AGAIN,  AGAIN,  AND AGAIN

AND TASTE THE SWEAT AND THE TEARS,  AND EVERYTHING THAT COMES IN THE END

SO CLOSE IN LIFE TO PARADISE, WHEN I'M INSIDE YOU I CAN'T SEE

HOW ANY OTHER TIME COULD BE, LIKE BEING ONE WITH US  CARNALLY

*CHORUS*

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