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Dirty
They stepped past my innocense and told me just how bad of
a girl I was
Your whispers are heated, and laced with infidelity
I don't know you, baby, but I can make you lose it at any
time of the day
She's a whore of words and has you all out of sorts
Imagine you could taste a poet
You've got the desire of crawling inside her
There's lead in our chests
There is lead in our intentions
I won't cum for a stranger
But I'll cum at the sound of your name
The place you are looking for is closer than you think. It's beyond what you can see. It may be in the nature around you, the sounds and the sights and the feelings and the air. But all those things live inside you.
Those things are dead in me without you.
You will always be brilliant in my eyes.