Does she taste sweeter than I was?

Does she taste sweeter than I was?
Or it's only me who come in your mind at last




The breath, the sough, the grasp and the blow
Would stay in your mind even with your new hello


I know how good I am at leading you on
And yet it was dragging us into the torn


With me every touch was a wonder lust
In a blink we became no more than just pixie dust


Does she taste sweeter than I was?
Or it's only me who come in your mind at last

Kintamani - Bali