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Cycles
                                
                                    
                                        
                                    
                                    
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                            | Добавлена 4 января 2013 пользователем Миша | 
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Текст песни Cycles
                                                                Take me down to the floor
Shake me down to the core
make me chomp at the bit
Watch me crawl and plead and fit
All the while you're in control
Seeing right into my soul
Like a child I curl and cry
For the flesh I'll taste tonight
Turn the screw hear the cream
Something juicy in between
Dripping, drenching, pouring out
Who is master there's no doubt
With each scar I know my place
Marks of pleasure can't erase
Smell the musk thick in the room
Warning all impending doom
You make me beg
You make me plead
You make me burn
                        Shake me down to the core
make me chomp at the bit
Watch me crawl and plead and fit
All the while you're in control
Seeing right into my soul
Like a child I curl and cry
For the flesh I'll taste tonight
Turn the screw hear the cream
Something juicy in between
Dripping, drenching, pouring out
Who is master there's no doubt
With each scar I know my place
Marks of pleasure can't erase
Smell the musk thick in the room
Warning all impending doom
You make me beg
You make me plead
You make me burn
                            
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