Mourning Tide
Viva Lamprey
Well i'm kissing VulturesHave you ever, ever seen in you whole legged lifeA knock kneed sailor with a bow legged wife?Well i've seen the twisting of the whoresA worms you can't tell them apartI was found but now i'm lostBermuda, surfs up againOut of Vogue, in the roadside ditch lurchingShe set the dial to pulverizeMuch like the snake our bodies writheI caught the gleam of her incisors in the nightWilling I prepped the jugular
From Letras Mania