اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
And when we dream
Converted nightmare
Words are shallow
You never cared
And when we touch
I'm never frightened
I need the taste - the taste of you
When i submit
You are my master
This is no game
We never play
I'm so lost
Have you noticed?
All for the taste - the taste of you
There is no love
In your heart
Forceful emotions
I am betrayed
And i feel sick
There is a cure
Inject the taste - the taste of you
Let me home
Between your legs
Where i belong
Where i provide
No more rejection
Never alone
I miss the taste - the taste of you
