Fiction Lyrics – Bastette
I love it when you hurt me
It makes me feel like somethings real
The heat feels good at first, but I hold on till it burns
I grab hold, let your skin touch mine
Like I forget you crossed a line
The love for leather and chains
You’re like a margay in wait
Your technique never changed
Maybe I like the pain
Tall Dark in his leathers crimson
Six string a mahogany Gibson
I’ll take what God has given
But I created you boy and its Fiction
So let’s get dirty
Forget the truth for a few hours
Fall for satisfaction
Dismiss all that is rational
Just grab hold, let your skin touch mine
Just forget you crossed a line
The love for leather and chains
You’re like a margay in wait
Your technique never changed
Maybe I like the pain
Raspberry beret, let’s not forget purple rain
Lay your thoughts on display
Expect me to behave
Tall Dark in his leathers crimson
Six string a mahogany Gibson
I’ll take what God has given
But I created you boy and its Fiction
If you wanna, If you wanna
I’ll let you take me home
We both know that both know that
Wasted like fools’ gold…
