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If it weren't for looking at you I wouldn't have five senses anymore
Oh, oh, I can touch you and I like it, he says in my ear
I don't get up or go to bed every day
how evil I haven't been a hundred times
I don't entertain myself, I'm fighting every day
Today I'm winning, yesterday I lost
She gave me a wound, she closes at night and opens during the day
don't suffer, Prometheus always tells me when I see her
I roll around on the floor and my cock bursts
thinking about you
I will bleed to death in your garden
She snores at dawn and never says no to anything
I look at her from far away, I don't masturbate I make noise I lost
Behind your window you have been left wanting
a smuggled kiss and in the end like a mat
I roll around on the floor and my cock bursts
thinking about you
I will bleed to death in your garden