Tension floods the caves between our legs
And twine connects to the back of our throats all day
Puppets for the Gods
Cupid pulls the strings for us
Flushed desire
The simmer of lust thrives
I'm fiending for your kiss
(Kiss me though we're friends)
Melt deep in peachy mist
(Melt deep in my hands)
I'm fiending for your kiss
Shower me with your lips
Holding hands we're blushing from our cheeks to the floor
So eros tugs us till we can't hold back anymore
Puppets for the Gods
Cupid pulls the strings for us
Flushed desire
The simmer of lust thrives
I'm fiending for your kiss
(Kiss me though we're friends)
Melt deep in peachy mist
(Melt deep in my hands)
I'm fiending for your kiss
Shower me with your lips
Our lips were forced together
By the son of venus
We didn't mean for this to happen
But we couldn't help it
