Profound Pleasure-Coyu/Cari Golden

Profound Pleasure - Coyu/Cari Golden What is this profound pleasure This is shan coda I don't want to be happy for it Yet it strikes a core I've waited for it They payback the karmathe go arround went And now it's back and I get to see How it feels on your face It's not mine any more to feel this pain Now for me it's pleasure I feel to see you suffer this way This profound pleasure I'm not proud to feel this profound pleasure Not teasing like your kiss on my neck Not warm like I love you in my ear It's steely and it's cold But the pull of it hasn't become old Those days and months of feeling hurt Your ill regard for all my worth My world for you cease to exist untill now It makes me feel like this Preverse reverse A love since passed I see you hurt and I chose to laugh You can't deny you can't run From the things you leave behind You can't deny you can't run From the things you leave behind This profound pleasure This profound pleasure I didn't have to do a thing What you deserve you will always find Watching waiting suffocating And then my sweet release I taste your tears and drink them in Like wine at a feast You see my hunger like an abandoned animal Made me mean There once was love But that fell to Profound Pleasure I've seen you kiss her too many times As if you were never mind But to see your world unravel so Makes me happier than you know it This profound pleasure La douleur exquise To shaden this Watching it bring you to your knees Oh yes I love it I love it I do Seeing your heart grow cold Springs mine anew This profound pleasure This profound pleasure Profound pleasure I don't want to be happy for it Yet it strikes a core I've waited for it They payback the karmathe go arround went And now it's back and I get to see How it feels on your face It's not mine any more to feel this pain Now for me it's pleasure I feel to see you suffer this way This profound pleasure I'm not proud to feel this profound pleasure Not teasing like your kiss on my neck Not warm like I love you in my ear It's steely and it's cold But the pull of it hasn't become old But the pull of it hasn't become old But the pull of it hasn't become old