I’ve swayed to the devil’s love song in the arms of lust.
And partied with strangers in the club of fantasies.
We sang to the karaoke of pleasure,
As impure thoughts djed through the night.
We were drunk with the wine of immorality,
And could only stagger our way to the abominable.
My flesh is pregnant with sin and craves the abominable.
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We are sinful beings, it's in our nature. But hey, do what moves you! 💖✨
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