Innocent little thing

Bath me in roses, 
drink me up whole, 
bite my neck, 
feel the warmth spread, 
look into my eyes, 
what do you see, 
nothing but pure beauty. 

so take a bite of the red apple, 
for to you i am like a drug,
innocent and sweet. 

Touch the body, 
pull the hair, 
feel my heavy breathing, 
the rock hard skin, 
inhale the scent, 
velvety soft lips, 
we go down as sinking ships. 

gently, rough, 
am i good enough..

just like poison, 
on the verge of dying, 
feel the nails, 
a trace on the skin, 
slowly moving closer, 
we'll arrange our own little fight, 
like hungry tigers in the night.

so take a bite of the red apple, 
for to you i am like a drug,
innocent and sweet. 

ooohh.. i am yours boy.. 
ooooh.. come eat me raw.. 
hunger, pain and emotion,
i am alive,
what are you waiting for.. 

so take a bite of the red apple, 
for to you i am like a drug,
innocent and sweet.