Wipe those dirty hands, on me
Maybe we’re looking for the same thing
Maybe you’re the one who will complete me
Oh how beauty burns, lips and eyes and fingertips
The spark of desire on every point our bodies meet
Behind your eyes were stars, infinite and serene
How I would suffer for you, you fascinate and magnetize me
bloc party - halo
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