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I get what I want this time baby
Foul temptress I want it too
This hell, this doom baby

I find I cannot part
with this shadow of a thought.
Desire in my lips is precious to me

Like air or blood or jewels that shine
in the sky baby or sweat that runs down your spine like a river

I find I cannot part
with this shadow of a thought
Desire in my lips is precious

precious to me
I get what I want this time baby   Foul temptress I want it too   This hell, this doom baby      I find I cannot part    with this shadow of a thought.   Desire in my lips is precious to me      Like air or blood or jewels that shine   in the sky baby or sweat that runs down your spine like a river      I find I cannot part    with this shadow of a thought   Desire in my lips is precious      precious to me