But like a boomerang
It shot back
This idea so insane
The argument is always the same
This wild passion
That cannot be tamed
This temptation that is a sin
Feeling your touch on my skin
That slick grin
I can't let win me over
But this has to be over
Not just slower
I can't lower my standards
I have to stand for what's right
Which isn't always the same as
As what we want
Or what's easy.
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