The fog was cold and Grey
Things were frozen and still
Hands of time were flying
Electricity charged atmosphere
You can smell the euphoria in air
From a mile away it is noticeable
The scent of addiction and intensity
Her voice rang into my bones
Music was excruciatingly sedative
I was feeling high on air
That was full of her personal scent
Eyes hypnotically black and harem
Falling into the depth of the forbidden
Glamorous, Sweetness and sweating
Bullets falls slowly on my palms smoothly
My hear beats like a hammer to my chest
Whenever I hear her voice, its enchanted.
seduced by this magic, under her spell
Addictive, new, attractive, melodic
Like alcohol, when it spreads
through my veins and my blood
When I see her, It intoxicates me
My favorite brand, I can't seem to quit
Got me under your spell, that's true.
I was immune, no one but you got me
I'm Vulnerable, You're my addiction
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