I removed your clothes
You unzipped my pants
Then you put in your mouth
I went down on you
Honey, milk and salt
An everlasting taste
You went down on me
You were heaven sent
A gift from hell
I was yours
And you were mine
We were going to town
And then it broke
A million incoherent bits
That's when I got lost
And started fading away
I need a last taste
(Yes)
Stop the lies
It's not too late to come clean
See what you've done
Why did you bring this on me?
You want to put me down?
Why don't you come here, bring your guns
Come on, be brave, be the one I once knew, that's not you
Stop the lies
It's time to make it right
Can't you see you've been brainwashed by a child
Of the worst kind
It's time to make this right
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