Sweetest Vice

The Enema Noise

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    sweetest perfection, my needed piece of pain
    in my eyes, in my hands, in my vains
    and I want you, anyway
    doesn't matter the price I pay for you

    Every night is the same old thing
    seeking you, favorite game
    when I taste again your plastic feeling
    doesn't matter if anything is real

    Your pleasure makes me bleed
    (Sweetest vice)

    coming up to my veins
    coming up to my veins
    coming up to my veins
    coming up to my veins

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    Sweetest vice, my hunger lust
    dirty trust who corrodes me from inside
    I know, it escapes from my wishes
    I Know, it escapes from my needs

    Every night is the same old thing
    seeking you, favorite game
    when I taste again your plastic feeling
    doesn't matter if anything is real

    Your pleasure makes me bleed
    (Sweetest vice)

    coming up to my veins
    coming up to my veins
    coming up to my veins
    coming up to my veins

    Seeking more between the cells
    dissecating hours trying to find
    another piece of you into my blood
    another piece of you until it bleeds

    Seeking more between the cells
    dissecating hours trying to find
    I will seek for you until it bleeds
    I will seek for you til the night outside screams.

    'til the night outside screams
    'til the night outside screams
    'til the night outside screams

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    Composition: R. Lamim

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