Anoesis I'm addicted to repetitions A taste, a thirst, what follows the worst? Anomie braggadocio the beauty queen A taste, a thirst, a faint cry calls out
A deficiency, imagination The implication we couldn't fake it Created by the hospice seeds that germinates in me Breeding to stop my wish A sensation I couldn't resist The current confrontation with the feelings I'm holding inside Realizing the truth of the matter is Is it ok, I'm frowsy? I slept on your porch Paroxysms engulf her I'll never retort My face is the lock and your fist is the key (FUCK YEAH!) Lay down the hurt and insert it in me Fresh curls spring from the baldest brow If your lips were the sun I'd be toast right now My cock is the main attraction Sad to say you'll never see it in action
A deficiency, imagination The implication we couldn't fake it Created by the hospice seeds that germinates in me Breeding to stop my wish A sensation I couldn't resist The current confrontation with the feelings I'm holding inside Realizing the truth of the matter is
Zap me with a thunderbolt of malcontent Viviparous partaker of the harlequin's gin The chosen one is coming but you can't wait Partitions are the only things better than cake
Awake awake those sleepy eyes I'll cast the first stone I'll throw it high As it burns in the atmosphere I wonder exactly what I had to fear You conned my economy Another foment hypocrisy Last chance to breathe again Before you go down on him
Awake awake those sleepy eyes I'll cast the first stone I'll throw it high As it burns in the atmosphere I wonder exactly what I had to fear You conned my economy Another foment hypocrisy Last chance to breathe again Before you go down on him
A deficiency, imagination The implication we couldn't fake it Created by the hospice seeds that germinates in me Breeding to stop my wish A sensation I couldn't resist The current confrontation with the feelings I'm holding inside Realizing the truth of the matter is
A burning hope for a change That failed to the point where I couldn't take it Systematic is the new age dream a nostalgic fiend Destroying all in its path My wish I couldn't forget The current contemplation With the feelings I'm holding inside I now know the truth of the matter is YOU CAN SUCK MY DICK!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
