Like the sound of a chorus
My cries
You can hear the sound of my sighs
Rise
As you grip my thighs
My chest falls right into you
I tried
But it was no use
This insatiable hunger
Like the tightening of a noose
My lust unbearably true
To say that I do
Not wish for your touch
Lies
It's the end of my life
Your eyes, they shine
When they look in mine.
I crave for your kisses
And this raging fire inside
Burns hotter than the sun
To say that I am done
With you
Untrue
This is it
Addicted to the high
Of my sweet, sweet
Demise.
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 11:44 AM UTC
Like the sound of a chorus
My cries
You can hear the sound of my sighs
Rise
As you grip my thighs
My chest falls right into you
I tried
But it was no use
This insatiable hunger
Like the tightening of a noose
My lust unbearably true
To say that I do
Not wish for your touch
Lies
It's the end of my life
Your eyes, they shine
When they look in mine.
I crave for your kisses
And this raging fire inside
Burns hotter than the sun
To say that I am done
With you
Untrue
This is it
Addicted to the high
Of my sweet, sweet
Demise.
