Il Tango Della Signora Francesco Di Bartolommeo Di Zanobi Del Giocondo - Forgive Durden
I feel your heart beat.
Your pasty hands shake.
I'll be every breath
Your trembling lips taste.
Metal teeth try to save you.
B_tton flies want to keep you pure.
Nothing will stop me now.
I will have you.
I was born to do this dance.
So follow my every step.
I'll lead your careening hips
And slaughter your innocence.
Her pearls and trap mutter something soft.
I mutter back, "You're messin' with the
Big leagues now, hun."
I bite her neck.
She begs, "What's in your heart?"
She urges I spill my thoughs.
I volunteer nothing but liquid.
I was born to do this dance.
So follow my every step.
I'll lead your careening hips
And slaughter your innocence.
I have got centuries
Of teachers before me.
I can do anything.
But I can't really do anything.
You've been our guest tonight
But I dine alone.
This could never be a home.
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