(nil): Spyropoulos (niki10(@)otenet.gr)
Ημερομηνία: Πεμ 07 Νοε 2002 - 23:13:19 EET
The thought makes my heart rate get higher and higher.
I would never put my hand there... you liar, you liar.
With all of the tension and fluids deep down within,
Rock hard, up, and bored, once again I begin.
Imagine all the sweet girls I wish I could bring home.
Imagine my friend on himself, alone on his own.
Fast cars, lots of money, and a long passionate kiss,
Skydiving, mountain climbing, and all the cool tricks.
What do I care if I should go blind?
I have to let out what's in my mind.
>From my personal rhythm, the eruption I seek.
I feel like I'm laying in between satin sheets.
All over my body everything's getting tight.
The beat's getting violent like some kind of fight.
Coming to the crest of the hill.
I just cant quit, I don't have the will.
The top! The Peak! There's no turning back!
The intense, the ultimate, the maximum climax!
Me on me and me on myself
E x p l o s i o n !!
E u p h o r i a
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