Hate Dept
Bitch
Feeling you fadeFanning my face with your last leafAnother rotting treeLoosen your tongue, yesNow slip it into meI'll return the lust, bitchGive us your graceHow about about some of your sunny weather?To keep me warmGive me a touchNot just one of your friendly brushesReach into me, bitchGive me some fearMore than more of your weaknessesLike a filthy seaLicking my lips with disgust and anticipationI taste your blood, bitch
From Letras Mania