God, or: Darwin

Think those thoughts
Those that make you flush and feel oh, hot 
Those that cause you to remember
Smoking white hot ember

Still your flesh your mind and your heart hurt through it
Your sweet wet heat like steaming moisture
Burning yet again to do it
Home, but really you are there
In fancies and fantasies 
Drowning in your memories 
Pulsing, fragile sanity 

Why can't you ever forget it
Why can't you just let it go
Why can't you stop sweating
It's all you know

Can't but

Think those thoughts
Those that make you flush and feel oh, hot
Those that cause you to remember
Smoking white hot ember

Think those thoughts
Those that leave you all twisted in knots
Even in dark December
Smoking white hot ember

So hot blooded
Ruled by primal passions
The fire just won't go out
Ember refuses to burn to ashes
Glowing, your skin is flushing
Heart behind ribs hard pounding
Breath, excited fast and short
Heavy beating that's sounding

Why can't you ever forget it
Why can't you just let it go
Why can't you stop sweating
It's all you know

Can't but

Think those thoughts
Those that make you flush and feel oh, hot
Those that cause you to remember
Smoking white hot ember

Think those thoughts
Those that leave you all twisted in knots
Even in dark December
Smoking white hot ember

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