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The air tastes just like you, it's the smell of June |
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A sensory shock that jolts my spirit, I slowly swallow you |
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A spray of little droplets, a fragrance so refined |
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The spirit of nostalgia is passing me by |
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Opium and poison, jasmine and rose |
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Dream of ambrosia, all flavours glow, it's sensual, it's sensual, it's sensual, sensual |
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It all began so easy, with you on the floor |
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Against your willing flanks and knocking down your door |
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Until the day it crumbled, no game of win and lose |
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You told me nothing, you left me confused |
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Expelled like poison, a trim of the dose, |
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A limb disposed of, in a whim she chose,so rigorous, she's vigorous |
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She's vigorous, she's vigorous. |
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Heart of the hardest world, it's just the thought of you |
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All those variations, the air is full of you |
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The smell of summer rain, once more the scent of June |
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This sweet concentration, brings me back to you |
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Opium and poison |
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My taste of June, my taste of you |
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Inhale, inhale your trail |
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Opium and poison, jasmine and rose, dream of escape with me, all flavours go |
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It's sensual, it's sensual, it's sensual, it's sensual |
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What was ours will drift away, a simple breeze on a humid day |
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Oh, nothing lasts, nothing lasts, nothing lasts, forever |
