miércoles, 21 de mayo de 2014

making love in my sex dreams

Last night I was thinking about you. Hurts more than I can say. And it was kind of dirty. And the way that you looked at me it was kind of nasty, it was kind of trashy. 'Cause I can't help my mind from going there. When I lay in bed I touch myself and I think of you

Last night, damn, you were in my sex dreams, doing really nasty things.

We could be caught. We're both convicted criminals of thought.

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