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Jun 2017
The streets on fire, i stare at the liar and he's laughing at me
He could see my desire from the corner of my eye and i want so bad to be free
But you burden me with your beauty, and it's more than i can bare
You just walk around like it's nothing to you while men like me kneel down and stare
We tell you we're not worthy, and beg you please have mercy
You stare at us with that knowing look like you've heard that line before
We're just a line of men with our heads bowed in shame and our knees locked to the floor
In the presence of you


The liar tells me speak the truth and set yourself free
If you know your fingers arent good enough to touch her skin then pick yourself up and leave
There's nothing harder than a broken heart that's been beat before it tried
I smell the apple orchard and autumn leaves as you walk on by
I've seen beauty before, but nothing like this, i've made love before but never felt a kiss, like yours!
They say heros' are made by spending a day then coming back the same
In the presence of you

Slay me, i've been slain
Since i first saw you i've never been the same
Hunt me down i'm yours, ravage me like a pack of dogs to the floor
The liar's still watching from the city building rooftops
Church bells ring, congregations sing, my god she's a beautiful thing
On old man once told me there's no fate cruler than an untimely death
But it could be worse if you came over to me, then walked on by and left
What can a man do when he's a desperate fool with aphrodite in his eye
When every second i live is another second with you still on my mind
So when we're miles away i can still say i'm in the presence of you
I'm such a desperate old fool
Written by
Jay 1988  England
(England)   
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   lavendersky
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