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viernes, 29 de abril de 2011
POISON, Alice Cooper - imagen, Valle C
YOUR CRUEL DEVICE
YOUR BLOOD, LIKE ICE
ONE LOOK COULD KILL
MY PAIN, YOUR THRILL
I WANT TO LOVE YOU BUT I BETTER NOT TOUCH (DON´T TOUCH)
I WANT TO HOLD YOU BUT MY SENSES TELL ME TO STOP
I WANT TO KISS YOU BUT I WANT IT TOO MUCH (TOO MUCH)
I WANT TO TASTE YOU BUT YOUR LIPS ARE VENOMOUS POISON
YOU´RE POISON RUNNING THROUGH MY VEINS
YOU´RE POISON, I DON´T WANT TO BREAK THESE CHAINS
YOUR MOUTH, SO HOT
YOUR WEB, I´M CAUGHT
YOUR SKIN, SO WET
BLACK LACE ON SWEAT
I HEAR YOU CALLING AND IT´S NEEDLES AND PINS (AND PINS)
I WANT TO HURT YOU JUST TO HEAR YOU SCREAMING MY NAME
DON´T WANT TO TOUCH YOU BUT YOU´RE UNDER MY SKIN (DEEP IN)
I WANT TO KISS YOU BUT YOUR LIPS ARE VENOMOUS POISON
YOU´RE POISON RUNNING THROUGH MY VEINS
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