Palest pearl, pearl of greatest price
poured first form, it's all you wantedBut you're caught up in the rush, of lust
do you really want that much trustThe maze, your mind, it's curling opaline
In the finest curve, there's light in all designBut you're caught up in the rush, of lust
do you really want that much, trust
does it make you want to run, the touch?
or would you watch it turn to dust, for lust?
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