I have this thing
Called synaesthesia
Means I can taste
Taste your love
And happy, it tastes like burned chocolate
And freedom, it tastes like cherry jam
And love, oh, love tastes like mmmm...
And you taste like marzipan

I have this thing (I have this thing)
Called synaesthesia
Means I can taste (I can taste your love)
Taste your love (I can taste your love)
And lonely, it tastes like old honey
And happy tastes like cherry pie (Happy tastes like cherry pie)
And sex, oh, sex tastes like mmmm... (Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex)
And you taste like tears I cry

I have this thing (I have this thing)
Called synaesthesia
Means I can taste
Taste your love


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