taste...
So you say you're poison in candy form
But she's got a taste for danger
and a sweet tooth for death
A delicacy of acquired taste
Which she acquired when she took her first breath
She's got a taste for danger
She'll take it all until there's none left.
In the game of life she plays all her cards
And risks it all just to feel some suspense
She's never lost and never will
She might seem crazy but she's got some sense
Don't forget she's got a taste for danger
To her your toxins have an after taste of nector
To her your dares are never too intense.
She's got the cure for any and every virus
In her world there is no such thing as disease
Throughout she's learned alot
She's produced so many immunities.
You'd never guess she's allergic to affection
She's got a taste for danger
There's no reason to hesitate
With that love injection.
She's got a taste for danger.
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contemplated existance at 3:03 PM
