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Your cruel device Your blood like ice One look could kill My pain your thrill I wanna love you, but I better not touch (don't touch) I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much (too much) I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison You're poison running through my veins You're poison, and I don't wanna break these chains
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