Addictive
Addictive
Your hair is tickling my face as we kiss
I've never been more alive than this
Soft lips pressed on my mouth
Then you're lips slowly travel south
And when we're done you leave
Like you always do
I shouldn't have been so naive
My mind has been warning me for you
And so I sit here alone
Craving a lover who's unreachable
But I know you'll come back in my zone
'Cause you find me irresistible
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