Justin price "vile instincts" 6/10/12
She wears a coat of fur
She's loves by some
She's feared by others
She's immortalized in a disguise
The lust she breeds carries over
Violent efforts to control bitter structures
When you close your eyes you'll be surprised
Her beauty is empty
Her beauty a disguise
In your mind she's your companion
Vile instincts like a snake
Your regret may be left
She told you she loved you
Only your taste
As your youth runs
And your strength decades
Maybe you'll be on your way