In her place
One hundred candles burning
the salty sweat
drips from her breast
her hips move
and I can feel what they're saying
swaying
they say "The beast inside of me
is going to get you, get you, get..."
Black lipstick stains
a glass of red wine
I am your servant
May I light your cigarette?
Those lips move
yet I can feel what they're saying
praying
They say the beast inside of me
is going to get you, get you, get...
I'm made to serve,
your wish is my love
Now close those arms
and let me love you to death
shout out proof
I mean what i"m saying
begging
I say "the beast inside of me
is going to get you, get you , get..."
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