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Insatiable (4:53)
music/lyrics © adMeyerMusic
Christian Meyer-Pedersen  Jan. 2007

We could set the night on fire
We'd turn water into wine
Passion took us ever higher
From where we only could decline
 
So here we are now
Where we've been before
We wanted everything
For ever more and more
 
We were insatiable and now
There's no return
There ain't no loving no more
No fire that burns
 
And so I guess love
We've got what we deserved
We wanted fire
And the fire got us burned
And here we are now
We got what we deserved
 
Empty pain
Nothing's the same
Our bed of roses has turned
Into a bed of thorns
 
'Cause we're insatiable
 
Yes we're insatiable
 
 
In the blue dawn of the morning
I see sadness on your face
We already know my darling
That we're bound for seperate ways
 
So here we go now
Like we did before
There's so much love around
That we've got to explore
 
A love of meaning and trust
Was not for us
We wanted extasy and bliss
pleasure and lust
 
And so I guess love
We've got what we deserved
We wanted fire
And the fire got us burned
And here we are now
We got what we deserved
 
Empty pain
Nothing's the same
Our bed of roses has turned
Into a bed of thorns
 
'Cause we're insatiable
 
Yes so insatiable
 
 
With lust and love
Original sin
With taste and greed
For one another's skin
Desire and bliss
Perfectly alive
Insatiability consumes the fire inside
 
And so I guess love
We've got what we deserved
We wanted fire
And the fire got us burned
And here we are now
We got what we deserved
 
Empty pain
Nothing's the same
A bed of roses can turn
Into a bed of thorns
 
When you're insatiable
 
Oh insatiable...
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Insatiable