Wet Dreams

I haven’t had the guts

No I haven’t had the balls

To tell you all about

The thoughts I can’t keep out

Don’t want to fall asleep

I don’t want to fall asleep

I’ve been running out of ways

To kill all of the sheep

She’s been coming in my head

There’s a devil in our bed

I cannot keep her concealed

And I can’t shake that she ain’t real

She tells me that you’re dead

That you just picked up and left

And knowing that she lies

Doesn’t dull her piercing eyes

When the moon has come and left

She’s still fucking with my head

Dragging me into bed

And never letting me forget

She’s always coming in my head

There’s a devil in our bed

I cannot keep her concealed

And I can’t shake that she ain’t real

As my consciousness slips

I fall into her grip

We drink the devil’s blood

Inducing psychedelic trips

She’s got oceans in her hips

And linos in her tits

And when you’re lying in my arms

She’s still tugging on my dick

Wet dreams

It’s not easy coming clean

But my urges can not wean

I used to fight and now I fiend

Wet dreams

She’s always coming in my head

There’s a devil in our bed

She tells me that you’re dead

That you just picked up and left

And knowing that she lies

Doesn’t dull her piercing eyes

When the moon has come and left

She’s still fucking with my head

Dragging me into bed

And never letting me forget

Wet dreams

It’s not easy coming clean

But my urges can not wean

I used to fight and now I fiend

Wet dreams