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The Game
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2008 Let us play a game
Where we can make our own rules
The outcome is naive
In a trial where neither will lose
With a warm embrace
You and I will start off slow
When I whisper, "Game on"
You know exactly where this will go
My hands in your hair
Yours are trailing down my back
Our breaths become heavy
As you leave your marks upon my neck
Our clothes lose themselves
You're such an amazing sight
But we both know the rules
The passion must build 'til it's time
It's so hard to wait
You love the look in my eyes
They are filled with desire
For the moment I feel you inside
The clock has struck nine
And our eyes begin to glow
The best part of this game
We have nothing to lose but control
