O Desolation

Making Love
I never wanted to be dreaming offoreign girls from far off placesbut I'm discontentand I'm going crazy.I've lost my spine, that's why I ain't speaking. Now you're tilting your head back and I can seestraight down your throat,you're so fucking needy. I can't regurgitate what it is you need because I. . . I am a black hole. I am a black hole. I am a black hole.And from his yard I can clearly see the starsmaking love.And from my window I can clearly hear the catsmaking love.And from he rbed I can clearly feel our partsmaking love. But I. . . I am a black hole.I am a black hole. I am a black hole. From Letras Mania