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As we walk into The dark of your den Your scent and the fading light Our clothes slowly drops Get lost in your floor Your touch is pure fire Breathing into your neck Your nails to my back The taste of your lips Your teeth sinking in Deep in my skin Your touch is pure fire Gods We feel like Gods Entwined in ecstasy We feel like Gods Gods We feel like Gods Entwined in ecstasy We feel like Gods Gods We feel like Gods Entwined in ecstasy We feel like Gods Gods We feel like Gods Entwined in ecstasy We feel like Gods Gods
Writer(s): Ricardo Pigatto Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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