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Erotic (Too)
04:11
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The room is empty, save this desperate slave
Whose sad reflection is prone to misbehave
A knock, a whisper, footsteps through the door
The eyes upon me, I cannot ignore
“Don’t say a word,” you tell me
I’m well aware of what will come
“Just close your eyes,” you tell me
Disguised, denied all freedom
I slide away from your gaze, the emotions I feel become chaotic
Although passion may betray what’s left of me, it’s so hypnotic
Circumstances may betray my desired embrace of the exotic
But just a brush of your touch, and I’m overcome; you’re so erotic
The lights the scenery, all that we engage
The sound of music as you take the stage
And are we actors? What’s this part we play?
You’re the director; I only obey
I slide away from your gaze, the emotions I feel become chaotic
Although passion may betray what’s left of me, it’s so hypnotic
Circumstances may betray my desired embrace of the exotic
But just a brush of your touch, and I’m overcome; you’re so erotic
“Don’t say a word,” you tell me
Can’t you see I’m on fire?
“Just close your eyes,” you tell me,
“And I will take you higher.”
“Don’t say a word,” you tell me
And I wouldn’t, even if I wanted to
I close my eyes, accepting
I’d lose myself to find you
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n.e.w.
04:19
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The rain goes tap tap tap tap
And as I listen to that
I find my own perception slipping just as raindrops do
No words have yet come to pass
Could it be we move too fast
No self deception I'm just looking to feel something new
Every night is the same
How can we go on this way
My inclination’s that you’re hiding something left to prove
No amount is enough
The height of experience
Will keep me reaching for the sight and smell of something new
The sweat collects on my skin
And slipping begins again
The condensation fills the windows till I can’t see thru
The hours creeping to dawn
I turn to look and you’re gone
Leaving me wondering if I’ve been left for someone new
If desperation sets in
I’ll go out looking again
The streets and alleys filled with others who are searching too
And I’m not concerned with names
‘Cause aren’t they all just the same?
I won’t be leaving until I am filled with something new
The glitter reflects my tears
Eyeliner starting to smear
With such a sound how can the silence still come screaming thru
The rain obscuring my eyes
The whos, the wheres, and the whys
Tomorrow’s problem if today I can find something new
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Sweet like ice cream in my mouth
You turn me on when lights go out
It’s a dance, the words a game
One that I’d die to play
So I hide, close my eyes
And pretend not to care when you’re with other guys
And wonder if you’re winning by my painMake it stop, make it stop
I don’t think I can wait any longer
It’s a laugh, it’s a laugh
Did you really think that I was stronger?
Give it up, give it up
Break the tension from pressure still rising
Make it stop, make it stop
Sweet release would feel so satisfying
Stains like ice cream on your gown
You make me fall, make me go down
And every ending is the same
No time for words and names
My disguise? It’s a lie.
I deny how I feel when your skin touches mine
You never cease to leave my soul in flames
Make it stop, make it stop
I don’t think I can wait any longer
It’s a laugh, it’s a laugh
Did you really think that I was stronger?
Give it up, give it up
Break the tension from pressure still rising
Make it stop, make it stop
Sweet release would feel so satisfying
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4. |
One Thing (Too)
03:41
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I realized on the first day I met you
I’d discovered something beautiful and strange
There was so much I knew that you could teach me
And so much that together we’d exchange
There is one thing I could never conceive
And if you told me I still wouldn’t believe
There is one thing I could never conceive
And I wouldn’t believe, no I didn’t dare dream
All my dirty words had turned to white noise
And sex, for me, had become so mundane
You came to me with wonderful positions
There’s no end to the pleasure in your pain
There is one thing I could never conceive
And if you told me I still wouldn’t believe
There is one thing I could never conceive
And I wouldn’t believe, no I didn’t dare dream
Don’t tell me you don’t want to reach out and touch me
And fuck me and suck me until I’m dry
I’m through with envy if you want to use me
Than I’ll let you bleed me until I die
I wander through my old life as if dreaming
And from your face and hands I’ll never stray
I realize I have begun to love you
There’s no shame in admitting…
There is one thing I could never conceive
And if you told me I still wouldn’t believe
There is one thing I could never conceive
And I wouldn’t believe, no I didn’t dare dream
Don’t tell me, Don’t tell me, Don’t tell me no…
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Whispers
04:14
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vivid memories of the feelings and the time gone by
she remembers all the things that i did that made her cry
and for forgiveness i would go down on my knees and pray
but she remembers, so i must stay forever far away
and not long after, she fell and so i held her like she was mine
so she blessed me with a kiss that made me wonder if the past was gone
i was left out in the cold that night, and it all came crashing down on me
what's the point in living when the one to whom your giving cannot seem to see?
and as the days go by i wonder if i ever knew her at all
how can i leave her when there is no one to catch her, and she's so prone to fall
i've been colder than i ever thought i could be, and the memories gave me away
and so i find that i must leave it all behind, grow colder with each day
but still i hear her talking to me
whispers come so soft and sweetly
i told her i would be there forever
i think somewhere in my heart i love her
still......
who is she?
to me?
who is she?
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Oh So Charlottesville, Virginia
Oh So represents a musical exploration of the human experience. The members of Oh So desire neither fame or fortune, and as a result nothing is compromised; everything is offered to exactly as it was experienced. The ultimate goal is a sense of communion, for the boundary between listener and performer to be blurred, so that together, the idea of self is lost… or found… ... more
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