Pure and sincere, yet drenched in lies
After dinner
Putting on a sweet act, hiding my claws
Seeking secret sweetness
If you still say you believe in me
Then what
On your pale, dewy neck, the marks of a black leopard's claws
Would it be okay to hurt you?
A ballroom of enchantment and love-hate (jilba)
But the rhythm doesn't align
Not yet able to fully trust you
I dance, held in your arms
The dress that melted at midnight
Teasing it off
What you're still pursuing is the heart you hide
The true heart you conceal
Sweet and lewd Honey Trap
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Everyone is sly and has a dark side
And you bloom with a white skirt full of gaps
If you still say you won't become mine
Then I want to break you with such passion
May I come closer?
As if a saintly maiden of mercy and purity-God himself would laugh
Even when betrayed, you still entwine your fingers and whirl
I meant to take you captive, but apparently you're kept inside a cage
These claws aren't some cat's; they're my hidden trump card
No matter what form you take, my heart remains mine alone
Back then, the It Girl's answer
Is it okay if I chase after you?
Like a ballroom of enchantment and love-hate (jilba), but the rhythm doesn't align
Still unable to fully trust, I dance, held in your arms
If, stabbed by the hope I had discarded, I fall into an ugly role
End it beautifully, my true heart
A trump card that can never be revealed
Sweet and lewd Honey Trap