Adult.
Turn Into Fever
A flood of warm sweatComes over youWithout a warningThere's nothing to doPanting in the heatSpoiled milk, rotten teethScratching at youThe relentless hot-hotHuman thrashIncurable conditionBurn up, Burn upBroken downIt doesn't take muchTo drift in and outSaliva scalds, oozing outSuch a quick temperSoon to meet... ha haYou best be carefulOr you might catch your deathTurn into feverYou're the receiver
From Letras Mania