Guilty pleasures
Years since the stormI feel your touch, it's too much
I can't fucking take it
It's getting hard to think straight
Suspense is driving me insane
My hunger’s getting harder to contain
That look inside your eyes
My subtle invitation to come inside
And explore my fascination
So seductive, I can't help but fucking love it
Self-destructive, but I can't get enough of it
Fiery friction, the urge, the addiction
My conviction, I'm finding pleasure through affliction
Oh god I fucking need it
I want you in front, behind, bottom to top
And once you start, start, start don't you ever stop
I wanna fill, fill, fill you up to the top
I want you begging, bleeding, aching for more
In front, behind, bottom to top
Start, start don't you ever stop
Fill, fill you up to the top
Begging and pleading and needing and bleeding
Aching and dying for more
So seductive, I can't help but fucking love it
Self-destructive, but I can't get enough of it
Fiery friction, the urge, the addiction
My conviction, I'm finding pleasure through affliction.
I am the branch, you are the bush
And I will do what nature intended me to
I'll take my time, unwrap my vines
And entangle myself in you
Myself in you
This is the only thing that makes me feel anything
Your skin, my bone, it's all I have it's everything
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