~fAirpLaY~~

she was the innocent someone...
like eva, touching the forbidden apple...
so curious...
like an underage, entering the night club...
like the virgin, excited over the first touch on the lips...

he was the ultimate player...
having fun in manipulating people around...
swinging his wooden stick, like a pro...
sniffing over the smokey air,
for the sense of new victim...
scanning through the crowd, with his dark eyes,
for the innocent face...

miss innocent, meet mr. cunning,
mr cunning, meet your next prey...

and so, a game began...
with flirting, touching...
lust, greed, dark and evil...
young and sweet, beauty and beast...
everything started to mix around... fell apart...

she's coming in... he spread his widest smile...
hooked eye brows... protruded teeth...
like vampire leering over the scent of fresh blood...
he couldn't wait longer...
pezaaahhh... the real face exposed itself...

she screamed... she yelled...
she ran... she fell...
she stopped... she shouted for help...
noone's around... noone could help...

so she turned around...
swung her hands, like she'd never survive anything...
and one hard kick... one big slap...
another one slam down...

don't fxxk with me, you jerk...
and turned, she walked away...

maybe she's not really that innocent after all...

inspired by 'Night of the Dancing Flame'
dance choreographed by Wade Robson, so you think you can dance season 3