Mood: Albus is still attuned to Gellert and is swept by his desire for him regardless of how destructive that desire may be
If you want me to listen, whisper.
If you want me to run, just walk.
Wrap your name in lace and leather.
I can hear, you don't need to talk.
Let us make a thousand mistakes
'Cause we will never learn.
You're my obsession,
My fetish, my religion,
My confusion, my confession,
The one I want tonight.
You're my obsession,
The question and conclusion.
You are, you are, you are
My fetish. You are...
You can kiss me with your torture,
Tie me up to golden chains,
Leave me begging undercover.
Wrong or right,
It's all role play.
Let us make a thousand mistakes.
We'll never learn.
You're my obsession,
My fetish, my religion,
My confusion, my confession,
The one I want tonight.
You're my obsession,
The question and conclusion.
You are, you are, you are
My fetish. You are...
You're my obsession,
My fetish, my religion.
You're my obsession,
The question and conclusion.
You are, you are, you are
My fetish. You are...
You're my obsession,
The question and conclusion.
You are, you are, you are
My fetish. You are...