Friday 24 October 2008 photo 2/3
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You're a sincere moralist, you touch me with pretty fingers
I'm a pure terrorist, revolutions occur as you wish
A specialist in this kind of love, your long nails get me erect
I'm an egoist who wants to make you love me, I want to push myself inside you
Ah...
The closer I get to losing control
The more your face grows distant
Can I love you? In this trembling night
Do it just like that . . . do it more . . . deeper . . .
At the grind of your lips claiming mine
I am your . . . Vanilla
". . . You're so affected," You are cool and plastic
With hot looks like an ecologist, and a hot, irritating kiss
Ah...
Your face is growing hazy
I have to do it to myself
Can I love you? In this trembling night
Do it just like that . . . do it more . . . faster . . .
Your bruising lips hurt me more when you're speaking
You and I are not . . . burning love
Ah...
How many mornings do we have
Before this night ends
I'm dying surrounded by white flowers
Which scatter in the sky
Can I love you? In this trembling night
Do it just like that . . . "I've seen a tail."
The shame almost burns me, I'm falling for you
A crew sees cring knees
I wanna need. Not betray!!
Can I love you? In this trembling night
Do it just like that . . . do it more . . . you are . . .
At the grind of your hips against mine
You are . . . my . . . keeper
I'm a pure terrorist, revolutions occur as you wish
I'm an egoist who wants to make you love me, I want to push myself inside you
The closer I get to losing control
The more your face grows distant
Do it just like that . . . do it more . . . deeper . . .
At the grind of your lips claiming mine
I am your . . . Vanilla
With hot looks like an ecologist, and a hot, irritating kiss
Your face is growing hazy
I have to do it to myself
Do it just like that . . . do it more . . . faster . . .
Your bruising lips hurt me more when you're speaking
You and I are not . . . burning love
How many mornings do we have
Before this night ends
I'm dying surrounded by white flowers
Which scatter in the sky
Do it just like that . . . "I've seen a tail."
The shame almost burns me, I'm falling for you
A crew sees cring knees
I wanna need. Not betray!!
Do it just like that . . . do it more . . . you are . . .
At the grind of your hips against mine
You are . . . my . . . keeper
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