Soft lips are open Them knuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying
You're dying
You
Your sex is on fire
And so
Were the words to transpire
Hot as a fever
Rattling bones
I could just taste it
Taste it.
(Sex on Fire - Kings of Leon)
PD: Papeeto. No me ofendo si vos sos Grey.
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