FeverA Poem by SyNIt's hot as hell in here, Everybody wants to lose control. The music's turned up loud, the lights We'll turn them low. Wound up like a hurricane,
And my head's about to explode.
Can't wait to self-destruct, Can't wait to let it go. She hits the stage, She makes me crave, So come and get my money. So I'm looking for a spark, I've got a body to re-ignite. Don't worry you won't get burned, So don't, don't put up a fight. Push hard to breaking point, And I'm ready to overload, No limits and no regrets, It's time to sell my soul. You're all I want, You're all I need, Come and take my money. Come here you naughty girl, you're such a tease. You look so beautiful, down on your knees. Keep on those high heel shoes, rip off all your clothes. You smell so f*****g good, it makes me lose control! Selling my soul! You're all I need. Losing control! You're all I want. I can't let you go! Can you see your fever, taking over me? I can feel your fever, taking over. Got a dirty feeling that you're the remedy. That you're the remedy. You are the remedy! © 2016 SyNAuthor's Note
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Added on February 19, 2016 Last Updated on February 19, 2016 AuthorSyNA place where' you belongAboutAbout me? I was myself, and not anyone. Such as think' randomly. Simple, calm, serious, forgotten, exiled, sometimes strange. Favorite Music : Metal. more..Writing
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