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It's how I love the feeling
Of sex and desperation
Lose the pace, jam the legs
Panoramic lip gestation

That mutilation reeks of sex
Take that hemorrhage to my temple
That's why I love to smell the sex
In every heartbeat, killer

My lips don't work with vision
But my hips can't live without it
Danger, danger, just don't give into strangers
Selling blood that melts my likes

K I S S or K I L L
K I S S or K I L L
K I S S or K I L L
K I S S or K I L L

You're not quite immune like a heartache
But that's quite a catch
That's not like that
Creates that mechanism

To save us from the stench
Of selling poisons door to door
With blood that melts your hearts

Please just be my Chloe
If you'll be my Chloe
Then I'll be your Jacob Sewell
If you'll be my Chloe
Then I'll be your Jacob

If you'll be my Chloe
Then I'll be your Jacob Sewell
If you'll be my Chloe
Then I'll be your Jacob Sewell

If you were a kitten
Then they would skin you softly
That's how the ingrates
Keep throwing a second guessing

The blood feud, fued
It's how I love the feeling   Of sex and desperation   Lose the pace, jam the legs   Panoramic lip gestation      That mutilation reeks of sex   Take that hemorrhage to my temple   That's why I love to smell the sex   In every heartbeat, killer      My lips don't work with vision   But my hips can't live without it   Danger, danger, just don't give into strangers   Selling blood that melts my likes      K I S S or K I L L   K I S S or K I L L   K I S S or K I L L   K I S S or K I L L      You're not quite immune like a heartache   But that's quite a catch   That's not like that   Creates that mechanism      To save us from the stench   Of selling poisons door to door   With blood that melts your hearts      Please just be my Chloe   If you'll be my Chloe   Then I'll be your Jacob Sewell   If you'll be my Chloe   Then I'll be your Jacob      If you'll be my Chloe   Then I'll be your Jacob Sewell   If you'll be my Chloe   Then I'll be your Jacob Sewell      If you were a kitten   Then they would skin you softly   That's how the ingrates   Keep throwing a second guessing      The blood feud, fued