Natalie Imbruglia Beuty on the fire
Here it comes again Cannot out run my desire, Cover my decent And throw the beauty on the fire. Drawn towards the edge Do I assume I could fly. Every secret shared, Why do I drink the feelings dry. Don t go too far Limitation scars. Tonight, Could I be lost forever. To drown, My soul in sensory pleasure. Here it comes again You raise the bar even higher, I cannot catch my breath, So throw the beauty on the fire. Don t push too hard. Limitation scars. Tonight, Could I be lost forever. To drown, My soul in sensory pleasure. Sensory pleasure. Sensory pleasure. Sensory pleasure. Could I be lost forever Do I assume I could fly Tonight, Could I be lost forever. To drown, My soul in sensory pleasure. Sensory pleasure. Sensory pleasure. Sensory pleasure. Could I be lost forever
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