Burn the message
Break the prophet on the wheel
Time's a currency
Make a choice and trade or steal
Eleven-digit
Conjure up a major flood
Love is liquid
What has been can leave me not

I'm not asking you to give
I want you to take
moment of [bad word] Fountain of youth
Princess of elegance
I'm not asking you to give
I want you to take 

Your grace and your voice
Weapons of choice
Mistress of innocence

Like to touch fluffy things?

Distort the message
Tie a poet to the wheel
If you lose your asset
Make a choice and trick or steal
Seven-digit
Conjure up a major fire
Love to lava
Raze the virtues and the lies

On the floor, from behind
On the balcony, full frontal
In the grass, into your face
Like summer rain
On my floor, from behind
On the balcony, full frontal
On the street, back on our feet [bad word] with passion