In dying arms

What should have been a past

In dying arms
My thirst for pleasure has taken its tole
I can no longer go on this path-
I keep present what should have been a past

I can't find who i really am
i can no longer go on this path-
Your touch is what i can't resist
what does it take to break away

You will be the death of me...

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