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"Question Of Lust"
Black Celebration
Fragile,
Like a baby in your arms
Be gentle with me
I'd never willingly do you harm
Apologies,
Were all you seem to get from me
But just like a child
You make me smile when you care for me
And you know it's a question of lust
It's a question of trust
It's a question of not letting what we feel
Just crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together
Independence,
Is still important for us now
We realize it's easy to make
The stupid mistake of letting go
Do you know what I mean?
My weaknesses,
You know each and every one
It frightens me
I need to drink more than you seem to think
Before many ones
And you know it's a question of lust
It's a question of trust
It's a question of not letting what we feel
Just crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together
Kiss me goodbye when I'm on my own
But you know that I'd rather be home
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It's a question of lust
It's a question of trust
It's a question of not letting what we feel
Just crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together
It's a question of lust
It's a question of trust
It's a question of not letting what we feel
Just crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together
It's a question of lust
It's a question of trust
It's a question of not letting what we feel
Just crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together
It's a question of lust
It's a question of trust
It's a question of not letting what we feel
Just crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together
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