Sweetest Perfection Lyrics

The sweetest perfection
To call my own
The slightest correction
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Couldn't finaly hone
The sweetest infection
Of body and mind
The sweetest injection
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Of any kind
(*) I stop and I stare too much
Affraid that I care too much
And I hardly dare to touch
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For fear that the spell may be broken
When I need a drug in me
And it brings out the thug in me
Feel something's tugging me
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Than I want the real things not tokens
The sweetest perfection ...
Things you'd expect to be
Having effect on me
Pass undetectedly
But everyone knows what has got me
Takes me completely
Touches so sweetly
Reaches so deeply
I know that nothing can stop me
The sweetest perfection
An offer was made
An assorted collection
But I wouldn't trade
The sweetest perfection ...
From: Max Stepanov, Russia, St.Petersburg
e-mail: profi@dux.ru