Emily Hope Price & Sam McCormally temptress

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You are my fever
A heat beneath my bones
I won't escape it, my skin's as thin as those
Who've come before, all lost, but suffer for the greater good
You are my temptress
why can't you see I'm busy? I am working!
stop bothering me
and take a key in case you need to come back
and I can smell what you're cooking and I can't look away
I'm nearly torn from my moorings by the rattle and sway
And I'm walking through fevers that you want me to keep
But just because I can hear you doesn't mean I can't sleep
You want to believe that you can temp me, no no no (or both?)
You are my slumber
You're luring me asleep
But, I'm not tired! I'm wide awake, I'm fine
I'll hold the line
Got some-thing in my eye
But I'll shut them tight
There ain't no way that I'm sleepin'.
You are my cayman
You'll care more when I'm gone
Teeth like a sharp noise
Bite down, I'll be in two
But more to halve to hold
Now baby, isn't that worth something?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I have named it, I can identify
But, oh, hard to break it as you are to deny
And you're walking through fever's that I'd love you to keep
Oh, I will, but remind you that this burning runs deep
And I want to believe that I you can tempt me

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