There's something
There's something
We've never achieved
Like my tongue discovering your body
And each part of it
Put your hands on my waist cause I'm more than ready
A little liquor burning in me
We'll be fire and gasoline
I need that pain that turns to pleasure
I need an angel that's the Devil
I need that pain nothing could measure
Always been a masochist
And will you find me If I leave pieces of my heart behind?
Babe, there's no wrong path that could be the wrong path
If you're riding by my side
Oh, you will find me
Yeah, you will find me
At the Devil's hour
I will be hiding, I will be hiding in some bar downtown
I need that pain that turns to pleasure
I need an angel that's the Devil
I need that pain nothing could measure
Always been a masochist
There's something
We've never achieved
Like my tongue discovering your body
And each part of it
Put your hands on my waist cause I'm more than ready
A little liquor burning in me
We'll be fire and gasoline
I need that pain that turns to pleasure
I need an angel that's the Devil
I need that pain nothing could measure
Always been a masochist
And will you find me If I leave pieces of my heart behind?
Babe, there's no wrong path that could be the wrong path
If you're riding by my side
Oh, you will find me
Yeah, you will find me
At the Devil's hour
I will be hiding, I will be hiding in some bar downtown
I need that pain that turns to pleasure
I need an angel that's the Devil
I need that pain nothing could measure
Always been a masochist
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