Lyrics:
on the bottle cigarette
Questioning crime scene
Was she a brunette?
I'm programmed for pleasure
She's private
to absolute pleasure
Swim the warm waters of sins of the flesh
Erotic nightmares beyond any measure
And sensual daydreams to treasure forever
Can't you just
That probably sound stupid
But you'll get it from the time that you live
And time is the essence so the time that you give
Is way more than the pleasure
They say in love 1 and 1 make 2
That one completes the other, but not with you
Instead of pleasure you bring me pain
I feel like I’m going insane
my little bruises and bitter teas makes life so much sweeter
Pleasure and pain in equal measure
Juxtaposition peaks my interest
Your kisses sting like
is Your Spirit in me
Ion boast in myself, it is tha Lord
Talkin tha Prince of Peace
No RIP for tha demons
That sting of death was took off me
Okay,
thy sting
By Christ redeemed
By Christ redeemed
O Grave where is thy victory
I'm redeemed but not by silver
Redeemed but not by gold
Not through
to really being quite charmed
By your feminine effects
You're the only one with whom I would role play Oedipus Rex
(Nice)
I want you to be my pleasure puss
I
dauber sting
By God doggone it
Yeah, rub a little country, rub a little country
Rub a little country on it
It's a bow on a fiddle
It's whittling
closing your eyes to me
So warm as I'm setting you free
With your arms by your side there's no struggling
Pleasure's all mine this time
You know I
One time for your mind
Two times for Mumia, Sekou
Three times for my Brooklyn dimes
Seven times for pleasure
I don't trip, I don't trip
We don't
I was bound by all my chains
I was covered in sin and shame
When He found me
I was lost with no hope in sight
With my failures I couldn't hide
But He
You could be my honeybee
Can you give me something sweet
The sting you have could give me scars
Straight to the heart
And you feel like a Sunday
me
Redefined like a boss that resigned you can take every title, huh
Death, where is your sting? I'm being refined by the flames of the fire
Yes, I'm
back to you at the speed of sound
It's been a pleasure, it's nice to meet you
It's been a pleasure, it's nice to meet you
It's been a pleasure, it's
A day that wasn't planned but what a day to remember
That's when I saw you walk by next to me
Your excellence your beauty
I propped a little smile
all, all i really need is timing
It's my pleasure to align em
It's my pleasure to align em
I be drawing out the stars when i really can't go find them
Oh WESTERN PLEASURE
Taking away our father's wealth
Deserting our mother tongue
Oh WESTERN PLEASURE
Staying long in western countries
Abide by their
them finer things designer
Only thing we want is
Pleasures
We'll reach them one by one
Let off the pressures
Tensions come undone
Come together,
so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby
I fell in love with San Pedro
Warm wind carried on the sea, he called to me
Te
the sleeping god...
Temptation and pleasure
Cult to flesh...
Cult to flesh...
Cult to flesh...
Pleasure!
They give their lifes to the bizarre might
Waking
Sting
But what the fuck you mean
Cuz who am I without someone to cling?
Days go by, I get high
cnd I still don't need you
Days go by, I might cry
Then I wouldn't know the sting of the rain
I could stand strong and still
Watching you walk away
I wouldn't hurt like this
Or feel so all alone
I
Sometimes love can feel
Like the closest thing to heaven
Sometimes love can feel
Like you've been run over by a car, yes it can
It's
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