delilah is beautiful / she ties you to a chair
unhooks her gown and lets it fall while you stare
she breaks your will and she taints your pride
they cut your hair while you were sleeping by her side
in the morning you found your locks of gold all gone
and in the corner she was crying broken and forlorn
(my thoughts take me to some terrible places)
could your love have poisoned you as well?
you didn't taste it in the water, you drew it from her lips
naked next to you and traced intention on her bones
but you wouldn't let her leave the bed / you needed in despair
you couldn't see the temptress / only the flowers in her hair
still you couldn't break you couldn't hurt the face that you forgot
they ripped you from her and chained you to a rock
and the laughing faces jeered: look at samson tied up there
his love had poisoned him / his love had cut his hair
will he ever know, his love was really never there
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