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• Artiste: Spook
• Titre: Cruelest Of Deeds
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Lots of insanity, lights of a Saturday night, Take me home with you. Stay cool, lay back, be calm, relax. We've only had a few. A kiss seals the deal, We slither and steal to the shadows, The night sticks and slides. I feel a little knife stuck into my side for a moment, But that feeling subsides. The scent of a neck as he turns away to survey, pierce me with a gaze. I fall back on the couch and the flurry upsets all the dust: The light swings in the haze. A drink perhaps, stay cool relax; He's slipping off his shoes. I catch a breath as I gasp, hold it back at the last. Her dress falls to the floor. The weapon is armed with his coat and his charm; Like a trap which is set, but not triggered yet; He's the one with the match that is starting the fire; And he's burning down steeples and igniting the pyres. Walking a line he's indulgence refined. And she's lapping it up like a lover deprived When the passion explodes and her skin is ablaze, Hhe lies back exposed. And he says "babe, I just taste this way."