Our conscience stings us
When we are alone,
But with out lovers
All remorse is gone.
We stare to infinity
Into each other's eyes.
We hide in secrecy
What we feel inside.
Whenever you ignore me
I feel mad as hell,
But when you're nice
It feels so damn well.
We attract like magnets
With different signs,
But with the same polarity
Down in our minds.
Passion is it?
Is it something else?
Don't know.
But it ignites all my bloody cells.
