A mess

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Your lips' a knife against my throat

a cool kiss against feverish skin

your love, the sweetest drug

sweetest and deadliest out of all


A taste of your lips

and I'm hooked

a touch of your skin

and God, I'm so weak


A killer with a smile

a honey-coated knife

you and your drugged lips

but honey, I'm a drug addict


A masochist for your kiss

a dead man for your smile

a drug addict for your lips

Darling you've left me a mess

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