It seems your ginger flavor on your chin
I love to taste it, I used to kill for it
I join our freckles, drawing hearts in our faces
It's your skin, my red love, my tender beam of light
Cut their fingers to 'make my lipsticks
I'm your glory, your faith and your sin
Taste my tongue and my hand
You are my lover, my dirty bloody gun
Use my glasses, hide the traces
Make these tombs some honey holes
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