Paul Samson

Grime Crime
Gazing at you in the darkness, lustinglyNicotine glistened on your nailsDrunk and incapable my thoughts ran freeNumb red lips and scaly skin, I must have lost my mindJoin the linefor a grime crimeNasty nightsSordid obscene fightsSays some words that I don't rememberThe quickness of the hand deceived your thighYour public double standard made me wonderAs cap in hand my flesh crawled out the doorTerror at the bandages on your wristsHorror at the holes in your armsPanic of your insanity and bad breathNever mind, I'll burn the sheets tomorrow From Letras Mania