i crave the taste of romantic seduction
like a shard of broken glass sticking in my abdomen
i have confused nasea with hunger
i think i'm in dire need
i think i'm in dire need
the taste so pure seduced inside my head
i'm too passionate and i feel too hard
i'm too pasionate and i fell too hard
right as rain
left in the cold hardness of dusk
touching the feeling of God
a siren lost in a violent sea
hers was much better than mine
she was a damsel
i was a willed woman searching
for life.
May 27, 2013
May 27, 2013 at 6:16 PM UTC
i crave the taste of romantic seduction
like a shard of broken glass sticking in my abdomen
i have confused nasea with hunger
i think i'm in dire need
i think i'm in dire need
the taste so pure seduced inside my head
i'm too passionate and i feel too hard
i'm too pasionate and i fell too hard
right as rain
left in the cold hardness of dusk
touching the feeling of God
a siren lost in a violent sea
hers was much better than mine
she was a damsel
i was a willed woman searching
for life.
