Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of Vice
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Your sweet soul comforts me
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Your eyes show the desires of a whore
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To touch your flesh on my skin
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To feel the heat that you bring
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You'll serve my purpose tonight
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Your sweet lips will scream out through your tears
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Accept my pain on to you
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Your sweat beads through your pure vanity
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Feel me - on shivering skin
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Feel me - on the lust of their flesh
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Feel me - on their broken eyes
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Feel me - the pain of pleasure
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Come now to partake
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On broken souls and flesh that bleeds of chastain
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This misfortune that breeds
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The lack of lustre, the lack of vice to concede
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Feel me - on shivering skin
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Feel me - on the lust of their flesh
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Feel me - on their broken eyes
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Feel me - the pain of pleasure
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Spine arching, she is screaming in lust
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Hair pulled back, eyes filled with lust
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Of a dominant, persuasive high
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Feel desire piercing deep inside
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Overwhelmed by quivering vigor
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She reaches out to grab a hold of what's in her
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Love, lust, desire, all that she needs
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Strong fisted soul, she drops as she screams
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Feel me - on shivering skin
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Feel me - on the lust of their flesh
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Feel me - on their broken eyes
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Feel me - the pain of pleasure
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VIRTUES OF VICE
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Righteous impurity, the unwicked slip
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Immoral wrong doing takes its grip on you
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It's bitter sweet, sour, pungent taste
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It leaves its smile on your wicked face.
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Bleed for me
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Bleed for me
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Bleed for me
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Virtues of vice
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You need it, you feed it,
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All of your soul,
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Your yearning, your passion fed,
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As it takes control
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It's ripping and clawing tears you apart
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Virtues of vice breeds in all of our hearts.
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Bleed for me
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Bleed for me
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Bleed for me
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Virtues of vice
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Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of Vice
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