Trenutno slušam

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Your cruel deep eyes,
Your blood like ice.
One look could kill,
My pain, your thrill.

I wanna love you, but I better not touch
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much
I wanna taste you, but your lips are venomous poison
 
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