smolder smolder days grow older cinders glow and ashes blow
and spread across the bedroom floor where everybody wants to
flow i can taste you i've got your hips in my mouth i can
taste you inside and out tension pressure falls upon me to
satisfy her satisfaction smother me smother me wrapped up
strapped up in this latex i feel claustrophobic i can taste
you like a dirty gin martini i can taste you inside and out
hold her hold her slowly mold her while she comes while she
goes sometimes fast sometimes slow when it's time just let
her go rising rising open wide leaving all the worlds behind
smother me smother me la te da te da da da la te de da te da
da da.
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