Addicted to you

The taste of your kiss is some kind of magic.

The place that I'm in is a place without tragic

things... You pulse through my body, and I'm addicted to the throb. I'm addicted to the throb. For all intents and purposes you know what I mean. I can be more descriptive but why blaspheme. The holy bond we have formed is unbreakable and invincible. Your sweat should be bottled and sold as cologne.

THE ONE WHO STAYS AND PERSERVERES 

IS THE ONE WHO KNOWS THE TRUTH.

The one who pulses through my body, 

And I'm addicted to the throb. I'm addicted to the throb! I'm addicted to you!