Paroles de la chanson The Call Of Lust par Die On Monday

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Paroles de la chanson The Call Of Lust par Die On Monday

Please let to slip that skirt
Or I am going to blow it up

In a bed or on the floor
Where you want 24.7.365

Let’s bite in this fruit that they called lust
Let’s spit on that feeling of frustration

I would like that everybody
See us eyes wide open

I want to see everybody
Here nuts and naked

Oh baby, baby can't you see, I’m not that kind of guy you thought

Oh maybe, maybe don't you see, I’m not the guy who'll make you cry

Don’t listen to all these greedy, gossip people
Hey...,
You know it's jealousy

Yes we do so hardly what, they all think so low
We live so extremely, they just live, no more,
So I...
Want...
To see...

You know what I’d love to see

Oh baby, baby can't you see, I’m not that kind of guy you thought
Oh maybe, maybe don't you see, I’m not the guy who'll make you cry

Just try it one time
Let’s spend a night
Just do it twice
Let’s spend our life

Coz it's making noise
in my
in you
in them
In our head day after day

It shouts
So loud
As a beast locked up in a his cage

And it takes you
It teases you

More than a torture

Then you want it
You scream for it
Now you're a fucking addict

And you like it
You love it
You fall down at the call of lust

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