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innocence A glimpse, and I'm in a trance
I like the way you dance
I love the way you dance
Flashing hips, muffled lips
Just caught up in a trance
2 days since I last spoke with you
and I'm swept up in romance
I'm trapped in this trance
I can't stop this dance
Yesterday I woke up with your
hair in my mouth
Smelled like struggling filth
trying hard to get out
I don't wanna shout
Not with my smiling mouth
I could hear you fighting hard in your dreams
coarse perfection and quiet screams
chimes of brokenhearted taste
Torn apart and laid to waste
You wish you were chaste
Cheap fish paste
