No More

Our screaming bodies

Are trembling in the highest study

Our wet tongues

Are dancing like mad worms

We were playing dirty games

Feeling like animals

Infected by itch other

We newer felt completely sober

I'm lying tired on the bed

Think about the things you've sad

Empty words and metaphors

You really want to feel me close

I'm teaching you the body language

Never thought your brain was damaged

All you are is a little boy

who likes to fuck me like a toy

You're hot but your words are empty

You cried, I felt guilty

You tried but I was strong

Look at me! Am I wrong?

I'm lying tiered on the bed

Think about the things you've sad

Empty words and metaphors

You really want to feel me close

I'm not white enough for you

But there is nothing I can do

To be with you, to be with you

To make the things for us go better

I'm lying tiered on the bed

Think about the things you've sad

Empty words and metaphors

You really want to feel me close