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Fingers soaked in margarita You control your raged libido And you always change your credo Trying to guide yourself   But you never seemed defenceless You believe in taking chances That time when I stood against you I fell under your spell   (Chorus) After all this time I hope you taste my wine I wish that you were mine But you won’t bother with a line   You feel useless and deflated Inspiration’s overrated Frenzied then, you’re now sedated Wine’s become your trend   Perfect pause of private pleasures Seems like a rewarding gesture I’m resigning your affection Truce is not so bland   (Chorus) My heart beats double time When I drink your wine I wish that you were mine But you won’t bother with a line By Maria Lebedev Maria Lebedev is an aspiring fashion designer who currently lives in Los Angeles. Her second passions are music and poetry. She has been writing songs and poems since she was a child. Read the full article

Now being good is really a drag You give and give, you get nothing back Now listen up; it's my house, my rules! I ain't gonna let you use my tools   (Chorus) I'm torn and trashed Lend out a hand and got crashed Ripped to pieces With a hollow hole inside I trusted you and you pushed me aside   I try to get close, then push you away So when I wanna keep you, you won't stay Now I've got a hole inside of me Cause another love just got taken away   There's a wall between us I wanna break It doesn't matter what's at stake I'm craving this, I don't know why Can't blame me for trying, I try and try   I'm feeling used and abused But lucky cause I got to know you I guess every rose has its thorn But at the end of the journey you feel so torn. By Maria Lebedev Maria Lebedev is an aspiring fashion designer who currently lives in Los Angeles. Her second passions are music and poetry. She has been writing songs and poems since she was a child. Read the full article