Hanalei
Moth to the Flames
oh my, the death in you makes me feel alivethe shrapnel hits when we collideeye to eye, the match in yours never sparks to minesurge towards the venom when you subsideyou are a minefield / you are a prisona self inflicted incisionthe joy of giving what I'm not givenyou are a drug / you are a riptidecandy-coated cyanideI only reach for what's forbiddenoh my, the lows in you get me highlured to the charms of self destructioneye to eye the masochist will abidemoth to the flame / siren seductionyou are a minefield / you are a prisona self inflicted incisionthe joy of giving what I'm not givenyou are a hard drug / you are a riptidecandy-coated cyanideI only reach for what's forbidden
From Letras Mania