The Taste Of You
Bo Summer / Jakob Batten
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