Part I.II
|| Vanilla ||
She smells like vanilla
And her lips taste like honey
She's my addiction to which I keep running
My treasure, my dear
She's the only reason I'm here
And I long for the solace of her being near
In every day that passes,
I'm falling ever further for you
You're the only good thing I know to be true
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