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LIPSTICK CURSE by Gerald G ©Copyright 2026 Verse 1 I slip through alleyways where streetlights drown Your name turns sharp when silence comes around The chapel doors breathe smoke and faded vows I chase your shadow, and it never bows Verse 2 Black lace on the wind, a careless sign Your lipstick curse still stains my spine I hear you laughing behind locked doors I knock once, then the darkness roars Chorus Come closer, love, let the cold confess I want your spell, I want the mess We dance on broken prayers, slow and sure You pull me under, and I crave the cure Verse 3 The moon hangs low across your hungry grin You draw the circle, and I step within Your velvet voice says, “Take the risk tonight” I choose the dark, and let it name me right Chorus Come closer, love, let the cold confess I want your spell, I want the mess We dance on broken prayers, slow and sure You pull me under, and I crave the cure
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