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von Anna Rune

I could eat you up, I′m hungry
I could drink up all your life juices
I'm not supposed to
Eat your heart out, I let it beat
Lick it from the cutlery
I′m not supposed to

I want it all, the silverware
The plates of gold, I want it all
But this tastes like copper
I want it all, the silverware
The plates of gold, I want it all
But this tastes like copper coins

Like cotton candy on our tongue
You disappear before I'm done
You are not supposed to
And even if I had one more bite
I would never be satisfied, no, no


I want it all, the silverware
The plates of gold, I want it all
But this tastes like copper
I want it all, the silverware
The plates of gold, I want it all
But this tastes like copper coins

I want it all, want you to
Want you to melt upon my
Want you to melt upon my tongue
I want it all, want you to
Want you to melt upon my
Want you to melt upon my tongue

I want it all, the silverware
The plates of gold, I want it all
But this tastes like copper
I want it all, the silverware
The plates of gold, I want it all
But this tastes like copper coins

I want it all, the silverware
The plates of gold, I want it all
But this tastes like copper
I want it all, the silverware
The plates of gold, I want it all
But this tastes like copper coins


Am I?
Am I?