The trembling lengths, the conquering touch. Everything to you and into your flame. I'll follow you, where all wishes twists and bitter they kiss. Everything to you, in doorways and dreams, I run to you.
Sometimes she shines and I know, beauty has her way. With her hooks in your face, beauty has her way. Lights down, we drown and I know, beauty has her way.
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