the first steps towards the door
were so hard to do
there was the smell of summer rain
and the screen I watched through
you were taking off your clothes and drinking wine
and when the devil got inside my mind
I imagined my hands
all over you
there was the smell of sex and rain
I felt the warmth created by two
in the mirror you were opium white
and when the devil got inside my mind
you said baby don’t push him away
with a grin on your face
just let your mind go
give up control
one last time
before the devil takes hold
sexual passenger
so beautiful
the first steps towards the door were so hard to do
now within sight are places only dream
only seen by wandering through
just let your mind go
give up control
one last time
before the devil takes hold
sexual passenger
so beautiful