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*ring*
last night you called me while i wrote this song.
i know there is a mistress that whispers all of the night
her deep perfume is flowing freely from your lip.
she has sucked the life from your veins.
i have tryed to pull you from her.
she wont let you free.
come here my dear
come here my love
dont let her song and dance take you from my hug
i know my words can reach your heart
all you have to do is ignore her plight
fight her to the moonlight
this morning you woke up next to me
worried that she would miss you there
dryed and furrious streams of tears
pierce the fallowed gallows.
do you regret it?
do you long for it?
she doesnt see your eyes
when you suffer for her taste
she doesnt see those nights
when your skin is colored paste
im glad you sought me out
who knows how poisenouse her love is all about
when she calls you late at night
asking for your light
tell her no
that you dont crave her kiss anymore
