Blade in Velvet
From L.A. to Moscow, through the light and deep within.
Thought I knew the game, thought I'd seen it through,
Until you showed up, and my whole world just withdrew.
No smoke, no fire, but the air turned hot as hell,
Your gaze, a lightning flash, and I just fell under your spell.
Silk on skin, poison in my blood,
A smile that melts, inviting me to flood.
My mind screams, "Run!", but my legs just stand their ground,
Your charms, you bitch, are where I'm bound.
Припев
She's beautiful, but dangerous, a blade in a velvet glove,
She cuts without a knife, leaves scars in every shove.
Heaven and hell entwined in one devil's dance,
Her kiss is fire, my very last chance.
Beautiful, but dangerous, venom dripping from her lips,
With her, every breath's a death game, chasing me to the drips.
I tried to run, swear to God, tried to break free from the snare,
But every step forward just dragged me deeper into your lair.
You whisper lies, like a sweet dream, and I just swallow every bit,
Your game's a drug, you're my lethal hit.
No words were needed to tear my soul apart,
Your laugh, a bell, announcing a troubled heart.
Silk on skin, poison in my blood,
A smile that melts, inviting me to flood.
My mind screams, "Run!", but my legs just stand their ground,
Your charms, you bitch, are where I'm bound.
Припев
She's beautiful, but dangerous, a blade in a velvet glove,
She cuts without a knife, leaves scars in every shove.
Heaven and hell entwined in one devil's dance,
Her kiss is fire, my very last chance.
Beautiful, but dangerous, venom dripping from her lips,
With her, every breath's a death game, chasing me to the drips.
And I know this is the end, but I can't tear my eyes away,
Your beauty's my verdict, my final say.
Let 'em call me a fool, say it's just raw lust,
But in your hands, baby, I found my trust.
Припев
She's beautiful, but dangerous, a blade in a velvet glove,
She cuts without a knife, leaves scars in every shove.
Heaven and hell entwined in one devil's dance,
Her kiss is fire, my very last chance.
Beautiful, but dangerous, venom dripping from her lips,
With her, every breath's a death game, chasing me to the drips.
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