I am the cunning prince of thieves.
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I am the nagging bite of teeth.
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I am the tightest skirt unraveling
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And the kiss upon you cheek.
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Most lies, can put a man in a woman's burning fuse.
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Closed eyes, can save a man from a woman's taste of fruit.
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As long as you refuse to believe in the power, of cold showers,
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You'll continue to excuse the receiving end of cowards.
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I swear to the few who drowned in doubt.
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And I've come here to warn you,
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For the ghost can see you now.
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Chemicals and cannibals,
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This kiss becomes medical, yeah.
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Chemicals and cannibals,
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Well this kiss becomes medical, yeah.
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Fire up the engines.
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We're getting lost in her hair.
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I can smell the sulfur burning sweet sex in the air.
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Adrenaline and hormones become the pendulum inside your bones.
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As long as you refuse to believe in the power, of cold showers,
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You'll continue to excuse the receiving end of cowards.
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As long as you refuse to believe in the power, of cold showers,
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You'll continue to excuse the receiving end of cowards.
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Adrenaline and hormones become the pendulum inside your bones.
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Chemical and cannibals,
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This kiss becomes medical, yeah.
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Chemicals and cannibals,
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Well this kiss becomes, medical.
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Chemicals
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Chasing Victory |