We kiss the stars.
We writhe.
We are your main desire, your flesh.
We are сold, we're so cold.
We are so cold, we're so cold.
[x2]
Your mouth, these words, silence.
It turns on me.
We laugh.
My head falls back.
Cold, we're so cold.
We are so cold, we're so cold.
[x4]
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