all they want is a sweet flesh hole to harvest in
pink wet and tight to the fit
let me get in
get that, get in that
let me get in
open your doors to me
please please, just be with me
all i am is what they want

i see their eyes and how they lie
i see their eyes and how they lie
i see their eyes and how they lie
i see your eyes and how they lay

im not naive
my soul is old
intutions, intutions cutting in on me
cutting in on me
cutting in me
keeping me awake at night
keeping my brain buzzing like a plane running low on gas
running out of circulation
loosing blood, ounce by ounce

get that get in that
get in get in
get that get in that
let me in