My skin's still burning from your touch
Oh I just can't get enough
I said I wouldn't ask for much
But your eyes are dangerous
So the thought keeps spinning in my head
Can we drop this masquerade
I can't predict where it ends
If you're the rock I'll crush against
- ''Burning'' Maria Arrendondo
I'd finish you if I could. But every time I try to read you, I lose my place.
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