With chapped lips
and an acid tongue
You met me in the dark
With an irony in my heart
And a revolution in my throat
The quite things no one ever knows
Are usually the voices no one wants to hear
And the next time we exchange a kiss
I hope you find my sugar on your lips
Tainting you with the spark of supremacy
The taste of temptation
Right here in the dark
Where only these pink and black sheets know
the darkest secrets in your heart
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