hold your tongue
until
you're soaked in saliva
hold your breath
until
you can't get much higher
hold my beer
until
I finish with your kiss
hold my hand
until
it can't get better,
this is bliss.
hold your liqour
until
you're puking into a plush beige carpet
and I will
hold your hair so
you don't look like a cheap harlot
or some trashed starlet.
Oct 16, 2011
Oct 16, 2011 at 6:55 AM UTC
hold your tongue
until
you're soaked in saliva
hold your breath
until
you can't get much higher
hold my beer
until
I finish with your kiss
hold my hand
until
it can't get better,
this is bliss.
hold your liqour
until
you're puking into a plush beige carpet
and I will
hold your hair so
you don't look like a cheap harlot
or some trashed starlet.
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