LEARN LYRICS

A lure

There's something hidden in every sensation

She seems to suspect

She seems to discover

In my weakness

The vestiges of a bonfire

my heart turns telltale

Betraying me

Out of carelessness

I was once a victim of everything

She can perceive it

Now nothing can prevent

In my fragility

That's the course of things

my heart turns telltale

My handcuffs open

A gentle whip

A premonition

Draw sores on my hands

A sweet throbbing

The intimate key

Keep falling from my lips

A lure

There's something hidden in every sensation

She seems to suspect

She seems to discover

In me

That that love

Is like an ocean of fire

my heart turns telltale

The fever will return

Again

A gentle whip

A premonition

Draw sores on my hands

A sweet throbbing

The intimate key

Keep falling from my lips

Like a mantra

From my lips

From my lips