text: Special awareness, so much confusion
  And its so difficult to harness
  But then I look at you, nimble and righteous
  And then I look at the floor: we made a fine mess
  My kiss, can you feel it yet?
  In the back of your legs?
  And on the nape of your neck?
  Are you a temple? Are you a temptress?
  Theres too much choice, the possibilities are endless
  So wash away my sins, give me catharsis!
  Re-magnetize my moral compass
  My kiss, can you feel it yet?
  In the back of your legs?
  And on the nape of your neck?
  Your touch, I cannot regret!
  I love the shape of your mouth
  And the back of your head
  Youre so my kind
  Erotic and divine
  I gotta testify to how you purify
  To me youre more than a human
  Youre more complex
  Youre like a fallen angel
  Who use its god as a hex!
  My kiss, can you feel it yet?
  In the back of your legs?
  And on the nape of your neck?
  Your touch, well I cannot regret
  I love the shape of your mouth
  And the back of your head
  Youre so my kind
  Erotic and divine
  I gotta testify to how you purify