3 AM, I wake up
The tension is too high, mmh
I'm imagining your body
I get out, mmh
I devour your skin (I devour your skin)
I bite you a little too much
I want to take your pleasure as a treasure
Your gasps inspire me the most beautiful sceneries
I slide my fingers over your oh
And you still want more
Let me cherish you
Let me feel you bloom
Grant me a dance
If it's on your body
Honey flavoured violence
It's an oxymoron
What else do you need
if I give you comfort? (if I give you comfort?)
I deprive you
That hurts you
I calm down
You demand
I give you
You freak out
Menthol taste
I love you
The flowers will wither on the floor
Two, three kisses and I'll fly away
I scream, I cry to the antipodes
The harmony of our bodies echoes
Grant me a dance
If it's on your body
Honey flavoured violence
It's an oxymoron
What else do you need
if I give you comfort? (if I give you comfort?)
If I give you comfort?
If I give you comfort?
Grant me a dance
If it's on your body
Honey flavoured violence
It's an oxymoron
What else do you need
if I give you comfort? (if I give you comfort?)