i need your love,
cut me up above,
my wings need rest
and i'll take your chest.
i need your fire,
my undisclosed desire,
kill me in the morning
before the sun gives me warning.
i need your lovin'
like fuel to my movin',
in your best sunday dress
who're you trying to impress?
i need your life,
like butter to my knife,
you get me meltin' in your heat
and i laying at your feet.
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