Praga Khan
Praga Khan - Sex - crimes songtekst
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She makes my blood run cold, the way she looks at me Her freaky way of life becomes my destiny In battle with myself and with the gods above She says the art of pain is the art of love I better watch my steps, I know I’m on the take I gotta save my butt before it is too late As far as she’s concerned there is no other way I’m just a slave of love and ready to obey Sex - crimes Sex - drugs The way she puts me down, that’s okay with me ‘cause I’m a humble servant, favourite disease I am her sin of pleasure, her erotic play I’m happy to pretend that I like her games But baby you need me as much as I need you If anything goes wrong, don’t ask me what to do The trust you’ve placed in me becomes your enemy These are the rules of the game "adultery" Sex - crimes Sex - drugs
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Laatst bijgewerkt door Anonymous op Monday 25th of June 2007 19:43