LUST

Pure passion and lust
Don’t dare call it love
You want what you want
You can’t get enough. 

His gun’s on the table
He was a Marine
You’re poking the bear
He’ll come after me. 

Pathetic, unnerved
I always give in
The lure of the flesh
The weakness of men.

No guardrails or safety 
You come on so strong
I’m gonna get hurt
I know this is wrong.

Need to head west 
California .… LA
Maybe tomorrow 
Maybe today.

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