Sensation
You're liquid
And fire
And everything I've ever wanted
You're pain
My misery
You move me like the waves never could
Teeth like silver blades
Eyes like poisoned honey
You're everything I could never have
You give me shelter
And a coat made of gold
So heavy in your embrace
You place a crown of thorns upon my head
And call me by a different name
How dare I resist the temptation?
The coldness of my heart
Matches the beat of your music
Oh, sensation
My sweet temptation
Guard my soul
Your soul to take
Let's make a deal
Burn the damned crown
And leave the thorns where curiosity can reach
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